You and the ant.

Picture this scene.

You are walking on an empty roadside when you suddenly feel a tiny stinging pinch on your left foot.

You take a look and see a red ant slowly crawling away. The ant that just bit you. You did nothing wrong and it just bit you. Mean ant.

You keep on walking.

Slowly, from afar, you hear the growing sound of a car nearing. You are walking on the roadside so you know you are safe.

Suddenly, the ant crosses your mind.

You turn around and take a look, and there it is, smack dab in the middle of the road, crawling slower than Jupiter orbiting the sun.

Your gaze went back to the car. It shows no sign of slowing down.

As certain as elementary maths, it's gonna crush the ant.

Its head is gonna splat open and all its body fluid splashing out, painting the cold hard asphalt. A few of its legs might get stuck on the tires, taking them with the car wherever it may go.

Suddenly, this overwhelming feeling of compassion fills you. Poor thing! How do I save it? Its wife might be waiting underground. Should I grab it, take it with me and run across? No, there's no time!

You can't think anymore. Empathy overwhelms you, and ignoring logic, you jump in front of the car in the effort to stop it.

The driver sees you. He tried to hit the brake but it was way too late. The car hits you in full force and you were flung a few meters ahead. The car stops eventually, the driver ran to your aid and tried calling the ambulance with his phone.

Everything is a blur. Time passes by very slowly. You feel your consciousness calmly leaving you. Your whole body is hurting. Bad. Probably a couple of broken bones. Can't move our legs. Perhaps another broken bone there. From the corner of your eye, you saw your own blood leaking from your head, your nose, your ears.. Forming a pool of blood around you.

Then, right there next to your growing pool of blood, you see the ant, still crawling slowly trying to cross the road.

It doesn't even stop to find out what just happened. All the loud noises of the bangs and crashes, bodies flying around, screeching sound of the tires.. No cares given. It is just minding its own business, completely oblivious towards the sacrifice you just made to save its life.

So there the ant goes. The ant that just bit you. It's perfectly healthy while you are laying there, dying.

By the time you vaguely hear the siren of the ambulance, your lungs give up. You breathed out your last breath.



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Lol okay I know the story makes no sense. Whoever on earth with a sane mind would do that, right? I for sure will not!

Yet, that story doesn't even scratch the surface of the reality of how God died for us, mere men.

What men has ever done was hurt God. For thousands of years, breaking God's heart over and over again. But yet, Romans 5:6, 8 says, "You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly.. ..But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us."

God find it the right time to die for us while we were still at our worst: knowing nothing about God, wanting nothing to do with God, being God's complete enemy.. Apparently that's when God found it to be the right time to die for us.

It shows that men did nothing to move God. God moves because of Himself and who He is.
It shows that His love has nothing to do with how we perform. We don't persuade God to move. It doesn't work that way. It has never been a reward. Salvation is an act of love!

Jesus died, knowing fully that a good portion of the ones He died for will still reject Him, or be completely oblivious to what He has done. And yet, He still went to the cross.

Even if you are the only ant left in the world, He would still jump in front of that car.

And using the analogy of a human and an ant to show how big God is and how small we are still doesn't cut it. It's pretty far off. Even the story itself lacks in various areas. He didn't die helplessly like you did in the story. He willingly gave up His life. The nails didn't keep him on the cross. Love did!

And most of all, you died in the story. He rose again.

With God, it's a story with a happy ending!

The bizarreness of a human dying for an ant might help you a little in seeing the magnitude of what God did for us on the cross. This revelation helped me to understand that a little better. I hope it does to you as well!

Good night! :)