But It Was Worth It

Joseph would lose everything. For years, he had built himself a respectable reputation in the community. He was a carpenter, one of those honest, hard-working carpenters. He loved his community. He treated people right. If he were wronged, he swept it under the rug because their reputation was more important than his revenge. But because of his betrothed, he was going to lose that. Probably his business also. Who would want a house built by someone who was known for destroying someone’s home? Who was going to come get furniture, toys, and trinkets from a man who had so grievously sinned? But he hadn’t. He hadn’t destroyed Mary’s home by violating her purity. He hadn’t even touched Mary. But no one was going to believe him. He had lost everything, but it was worth it.

Mary would lose everything. She was young, but she was a good woman. She was kind-hearted. She was obedient to her God. She was the kind of lady who would bend over backwards for others and would do the jobs no one else wanted to do. She had spent years being the one who washed the feet of guests in her home, and now that she had outgrown that job, she still helped. While many young women were good and respectable, she strove to be the best. Not because of some self-satisfaction, competition, or desire to show others her worth, but because she loved the God she worshipped, and this drove her to obedience. But she was going to lose everything because of the assumptions of others. The angel had told her that she would be with child, even though she had never known a man. She agreed because she was willing to do anything for her God. But she was no fool. She knew what the people would say. She knew they would assume the worst because they often did. She knew this would hurt her Joseph, unless God made him also understand. She knew her family would suffer. Her mom and dad had raised her right, had instilled in her the right values. They were known for their godly children, and now they would be known for their reprobate daughter. She was sad for them, sad her Joseph, sad for her community. She would lose everything, but it was worth it.

But none would lose more than Jesus. He walked streets of gold. He ate from trees which bore every kind of fruit. He bent down and drank from the crystal clear waters of the stream of life. He sat upon a throne and heard the peals of angel’s songs, singing, “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty.” They sang songs of gladness and mirth to the Father, His Father, His Eternal Friend. He received their praise. He knows all of those angels, seraphim, cherubim, and other heavenly hosts by name. He rested in the mansion of Heaven. He ate at the banquet table of the King of Kings. He knew no want, no need, and no pain. Until He came to the womb of Mary. “Phenomenal cosmic power. Itty bitty living space.” He went from a home that filled the heavens to spacious quarters inside of an abdomen. He went from enjoying rest to needing rest, from needing nothing to needing everything, from banquet tables to nursing at a woman’s chest. No longer did he wake up to the sounds of angel’s songs but the bleating of sheep and goats. He went from infinite to finite, eternal to temporal, and imperishable to perishable. He lost everything, but he gained what was most important. He gained a family (cf. Matt 12.46-50). He gained the redeemed. He gained those who “once were not a people, but now are the people of God” (1 Peter 2.10). He gained a loving and appreciative people. He might have lost everything, but it was worth it... to us.

What can you lose for the sake of all you will gain with God?