I’d be angry, too. I mean, there’s all these kids doing all these bad things and the only guy who can clean it up is my own son. Sure, he’s got a good head on his shoulders and a strong heart within. But it just makes me angry that the only honest one among them has to go in there and take the blame for something he didn’t do while all the other boys get off scot-free. I know I’m judging but it’s just not fair.
I know what’s going to happen: A few of the boys will go to him later and make up. But most of them will continue on their merry way as if nothing ever happened. One day it will catch up to them. At least my son knows that some guys eventually come around to the truth.
I’m just painting a picture here. You probably see the analogy. But it really does not capture the degree of the wrath of God on sin.
We wonder at times why there’s sin in the world in the first place. Did God create it? Well, no. But He did create order out of chaos, yet nowhere do we read that He expunged from creation His original designs – formlessness, emptiness, darkness, and calamity (Isaiah 45:6). He created these unrestrained things and then subdued them with the mere utterance of His Word. It reminds me of when Jesus calmed a raging storm just by speaking to it. Only He – They – can do this.
Out of this holy mayhem came a good creation and the very good creation of man and woman, to whom God gave the command to do as He did: subdue what He created. It was a wildly beautiful world formed by God for men to inhabit (Isaiah 45:18). Men made in His image who were to exercise their God-like ability to work the good earth into something better. But there was one stipulation – Of the tree of knowledge of good and evil you shall not eat, for in the day that you eat of it you shall surely die (Genesis 2:17). There was no need for them to know of dark, featureless, lifeless things. Those are exclusively God’s to master. God wanted them to experience the thrill of living, of moving forward from Day Six and not looking back. He insisted on it.
Everything in the universe obeyed God’s Word except man, uniquely and divinely designed with a will like His to choose fullness or emptiness, order or chaos, peace or violence, light or darkness. As did a third of the angels, man chose poorly.
Chaos, disorder, the void, storms… whatever you want to call them… are not God’s bad creations. They rank right up there with seeds and stars, ants and asteroids. He did not create these as magnets for sin. They’re just the seedbed for creation as we know it. But it is sin for the created one to desire the maelstrom rather than the Master. All of creation shakes and moans at this (Romans 8:20-22).
From the time of the beginning, God was already there (Isaiah 48:16). Yet even before He spoke the first word to create, God knew this would happen. His own Son, by whom all things were made and without whom nothing could be made that was made, knew it as well. And the Son as a Man made a choice, too.
He would take the blame for mankind’s willful disobedience. No one else could endure it.
He would bear the punishment that God levied. No one else could survive it.
He would be their only hope for eternal life with God. No one else could envision it.
He would do this. In an infinitely microscopic way, I can understand why God was angry about it. He would have to send His own Son to straighten out the mess that those lovable little boys made.
Some believe that Jesus died for their sins and that the Spirit of Him who brought Jesus back to life also gives them eternal life (Romans 8:11). They confess Jesus is Lord. But many don’t. They reject the Way, desiring to know chaos and darkness, choosing those things over the good things of God. It’s in our blood to make choices like that. And only the blood of the only Son of God can clean it up.
If I were the Father, I’d be angry, too.