God is big and we are small.

God creates, God always creates, God continues to create. God is transcendent as He stands above and controls all of creation. He speaks; everything exists.

God is big.

God became man. His immanence is celebrated at Christmas. We know God only because He reveals Himself through scripture, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit. God loves us and wants an eternal relationship with us.

We are small.

Standing on the precipice of eternality, we choose the morsels of time. Asked to govern, instead we debate and argue. Invited to His Kingdom, we turn away.

God did not give up. God became small so that we can be big.

I read the following years ago by JB Phillips entitled, “The Dirty Little Planet.”

A senior angel is showing a very young angel around the splendors of the universe.

They view whirling galaxies and blazing suns, and then flit across the infinite distances of space until they enter one galaxy of 500 billion stars.

As the two of them draw near to the star which we call sun and to its circling planets, the senior angel pointed to a small and rather insignificant sphere turning very slowly on its axis.

It looked dull, as a dirty tennis ball to the little angel, whose mind was filled with the size and glory of what he had just seen.

“I want you to watch that one particularly,” said the senior angel, pointing with his finger.

“Well, it looks very small and rather dirty to me,” said the little angel. “What’s special about that one?”

The little angel then listened in stunned disbelief as the senior angel told him that this planet though small and insignificant and not overly clean was the renowned Visited Planet.

“Do you mean that our great and glorious Prince went down in Person to this fifth-rate little planet? Why should He do a thing like that?” The little angel’s face wrinkled in disgust.

“Do you mean to tell me,” the little angel continued, “that He stooped so low as to become one of those creeping, crawling creatures on that floating ball?”

“I do, and I don’t think He would like you to call them ‘creeping, crawling creatures’ in that tone of voice. For, strange as it may seem to us, He loves them. He went down to visit them to lift them up to become like Him.”

The little angel looked blank. Such a thought was almost beyond his comprehension.

I agree, I have no idea why God would do this for you! And, for me.

Perhaps love! A love that cannot be known or experienced unless a big God becomes small.