Where is the one who is wise? Where is the scribe? Where is the debater of this age?
Has not God made foolish the wisdom of the world?
For since, in the wisdom of God, the world did not know God through wisdom,
it pleased God through the folly of what we preach to save those who believe.
There is nothing more fantastical, spectacular, and otherwise unbelievable than the story of Christ. By all known accounts He was conceived of God (not by a man), born into poverty as God himself in human flesh, knew the law and prophets from an incredibly young age, performed the miracle of raising Lazarus out of his tomb, fed 5,000 people on a couple loaves of bread and some fish, was killed by crucifixion at the age of 33, and raised from the dead (scars still intact) only to ascend into heaven triumphantly.
This is the crazy but true story that God has used to make foolish the wisdom of the world. No wonder he says, "Only if you have faith as a little child."
This morning while sitting with my mug of tea, stewing over a problematic situation with a parent of one of my students, I was listening (absent-mindedly as always) to songs playing on the stereo. "Good to Me" by Audrey Assad began to play, and somewhere in the stew the words crept in.
I steady my soul on the ground of your goodness.
I am beloved of God. Peace washed over like a wave as I remembered that indeed, He has set his love on me. How do I know? Because of this crazy, fantastic, unbelievable story we call the gospel. I can't be too grown-up to believe in those stories. God has made foolish all that we call wise, and is pleased to save those who believe... through the folly of the good news.
Hold on to the promise--the story is true.
