A recent Facebook post by a dear friend of Lydia’s and mine:
I was out walking with my Grandson. He picked up something off of the ground and started to put it in his mouth. I took the item away from him and I asked him not to do that. ‘Why’ my Grandson asked. “Because it’s been on the ground; you don’t know where it’s been, it’s dirty, and probably has germs,” I replied. At this point, my Grandson looked at me with total admiration
and asked, “Grandma, how do you know all this stuff?? You are so smart.” I was thinking quickly and said to him, “all Grandmas know stuff. It’s on the Grandma Test. You have to know it, or they don’t let you be a Grandma.” We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes, but he was evidently pondering this new information. “Oh….I get it! He beamed, So if you don’t pass the test you have to be the Grandpa”. ‘Exactly,’ I replied with a big smile on my face.
I love this story. Reading it on “Christ the King Sunday” I couldn’t help but think of how Jesus passed the “Savior King Test” for our sakes. When the world needed not just a King but a Savior; when the world needed a God who wasn’t simply “way up there” but rubbing elbows with the saints and the sinners of earth; when the world needed a God who wouldn’t simply speak of love but would literally love us to death… that’s when Jesus came and passed the “Savior King Test.” I thank God for a King who reigns not because of a power-grab but because he emptied himself, humbled himself, and gave all of himself for our sakes. Because Jesus is that kind of a Lord, may every tongue confess in every corner of the universe that “Jesus Christ is King!” to the glory of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Amen.