God did not run and hide from our sinfulness. In Christ, He ran toward my sinfulness, and the incarnate Savior drew all of my sinfulness and the brokenness that came with it into His humanity and then carried the insanity of my fallenness in His person and was crucified as me so that the fallen dreamless person I had become would be forever put to death and buried. He did not just sweep away my corrupt, sinful nature; because it might come back. Instead, He took it into Himself so that in His death, it could never come back. Having crucified the old, in His resurrection I was raised from the dead; now joined in union with His righteous nature. Hidden in Him and His resurrection, a whole new creation emerged, still weak enough to be temptable, but now, like Methibosheth’s crippled feet under David’s table hidden from view, I am hidden away in His strength made perfect in my weaknesses. Just think about that; your weaknesses, now snuggled up with His indestructible life and strength, are no longer capable of naming you. No longer a slave to the virus called sin or afraid of our own propensity to mess everything up (His grace is bigger than any temptation), we are free to dream again, but this time God-sized dreams.
