Austin Farrer |
How can I matter to him? we say. It makes no
sense; he has the world, and even that he does not need. It is folly even to
imagine him like myself, to credit him with eyes into which I could ever look,
a heart that could ever beat for my sorrows or joys, and a hand he could hold
out to me. For even if the childish picture be allowed, that hand must be
cupped to hold the universe, and I am a speck of dust on the star-dust of the
world.
Yet Mary holds her finger out, and a divine hand
closes on it. The maker of the world is born a begging child; he begs for milk,
and does not know that it is milk for which he begs. We will not lift our hands
to pull the love of God down to us, but he lifts his hands to pull human
compassion down upon his cradle. So the weakness of God proves stronger than
men, and the folly of God proves wiser than men. Love is the strongest
instrument of omnipotence, for accomplishing those tasks he cares most dearly
to perform; and this is how he brings his love to bear on human pride; by
weakness not by strength, by need and not by bounty.
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