Hope

If someone were to ask me what my top 3 wishes were, "for the gospel to overcome every heart, and this entire world" would NOT be on the forefront of my mind.

My view of the world is so small. I never thought to hope for the salvation of strangers, with the exception of the the people in impoverished places- like the type of places we Americans go to do "missions." It's easy to love them, wish well on them, serve them, and hope and pray for salvation for them. But what about those other people? What about the rest of the world? What about the entire world?

The entire world? That's a lot of people. It's hard for me to feel this way about a lot of people that I do know. But for all the strangers out there- like a man in Persia sitting in his mansion, or the little boy in Sweden listening to his teacher at school, or that one Korean woman sitting on Dokdo to claim the rock for her country- I do not feel deep things for them. I do not sit here thinking, "I wish they knew Jesus," or "I hope I can worship with them in heaven."

I mean, if I start to think about it, then of course I want them to know their Maker and what He's done for them on the cross. But it's just not the dominating thought that I have when I see them.

But shouldn't I? I know that Jesus had this mind.

The more I think of Jesus's "mind," [which is more than] an entity that I cannot grasp or quantify, the more I am in awe of His humility-- since He is God. He loves the entire world. Every person, He created, knows, and has named. Why should He, the God of the universe, come down to our lowliness, know us, and heck- LOVE us?? If the God of the universe is humble, then who am I to..... let's fill in the blank.