At first glance, this may appear to be a somewhat oxymoronic (is that even a word?) blog title. To write something about nothing, to take an empty void and discuss it as nonchalantly as if this void were coming to tea tomorrow, may seem a bit odd. But upon a second look, it should become clear that one can say quite a lot of somethings about the void named nothing. Nothing, an absence, not just of something, but of everything, is a rather frightening concept. When people have just lost something important in their lives, we attempt to console them by reminding them that “at least you still have...” At least we still have something, something to cling to and put our trust in. At least we have not fallen, along with all our worldly goods, into that dark and empty place called nothing. But in Philippians, Paul tells us that Christ “made himself nothing,” rejecting His godhood to endure our punishment on the cross (Phil. 2:7). Nothing, emptying Himself of all His rights, becoming what we as humans fear most. And yet we are called just verses before to have the same attitude. To become nothing, like Christ.
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