Summary: The excellency of Jeus makes him our majestic master; let’s worship him as he deserves.
As the way of introduction to today’s sermon, permit me to share with you the content of a dream of mine. In my dream, I was setting in the back of the chapel during a worship service when a guest pastor was preaching. His sermon was interesting to most, monotonous to a few, and mesmerizing to fewer still. For me, his content and delivery were so powerful that his sermon held me captive unlike any other sermon had ever done before. His wordsmithing enabled my mind’s eye to actually visualize his message as pictures that formed below him and in front of the podium. It was as if he was actually displaying a picture for each truth he taught, but of course he was not, or was he?
When he transitioned from one point to the next the pictures would rapidly become hidden within the chapel boundaries. When the service was over, a handful of us purposefully remained behind with the explicit intent to relentlessly retrieve that picture of truth that captivated us personally. The majority of those present were not aware of the pictures or the least bit inquisitive to what we were compelled to do. There was one picture in particular that enthralled me that I was convinced that I had to find at all cost. After, much searching, I noticed that some of the searchers had actually found their picture that caught their eye but mine was nowhere to be found, not yet anyways. One by one, they would clutch it, hold it to their chest because it had become so dear to them and also to protect it, and then they would study it or rather more accurately allow it to penetrate their soul with its life transforming and powerful truth.
At last, I found it. My picture. My truth. My answer. Dare I to look at it from this close proximity? Of course, nothing could keep me from it. As I looked at it, I could see that it was the picture of King Jesus. He was standing at His throne wearing His crown. My initial analysis while I was listening to the guest speaker was that Jesus’ crown did not fit Him, at all. Upon closer examination I noticed that His crown was either the wrong size or warped. After still further securitization it became painfully obvious to me that the picture was not only piercing through the darkness and confusion of my mind but that it was also actually becoming alive.
It was at this moment that I frantically dropped the picture on the floor. Right before my eyes the pictures crew larger and larger until it was life sized only it was not a picture any more but the actual King Jesus Himself incarnated. To my dismay the crown continued to look skewed. Then the next thing I knew, a giant hand came out of nowhere and touched my eyes and then I saw for the first time that the problem was not with Him or His crown but it was with my own perception of Him that was out of touch with reality. It was then that I realized for the first time that I was I in the presence of royalty so at that moment I feel to my knees and worshipped Jesus the King of Kings My Majestic Master. Could it be that, you, too, have distorted views of who Jesus really is?