I have seen some amazing things in my lifetime. I have been a part of some awesome things myself. Awesome and amazing are not words that can describe what people must have seen in Galilee 2,000 years ago.
I remember sitting at an FSU baseball game. It was being broadcast live to the nation (at least the cable subscribers back in 1986 or 1987) on ESPN. FSU vs. LSU. An epic battle between two teams ranked number one and two. Mike Martin had removed the FSU pitcher (it seems that it was Richie Lewis) from the game with FSU leading 2-1. I may have the score wrong. Anyway, in the bottom of the ninth with the score tied 2-2, Paul Sorrento launched a rocket over the fence with a runner on base and FSU won 4-2.
I remember watching on TV as Byron Wells, a reserve FSU senior with very little playing time, hit the shot of his life and FSU beat Duke for the first time 89-88.
I even know that I was on the brink of death and Jesus brought be back to life. That was awesomely amazing. It was amazingly awesome.
All these amazing and awesome things cannot compare with what those people in Galilee and Nazareth and Jerusalem saw. They saw God incarnate as Jesus Christ performing miracles. He was a man who was God. He was God, yet He was a man. How amazingly awesome and awesomely amazing is that?
Today, we read the Bible and find that God insists in three persons: the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Awesome. Amazing.
I look forward to that awesomely amazing day and that amazingly awesome day when I will get to see Jesus, who paid the price for my sins, face to face.
Amazing.
Awesome.
