Who but Christ?
(Charles Spurgeon, "Our Glorious Transforming")
Think of GOD a moment. Your thoughts cannot reach Him. He is infinitely pure—the heavens are not clean in His sight. He even charges His holy angels with folly!
That is one side of the picture.
Now look at YOURSELF—a worm that has rebelled against its Creator, loathsome with sin, defiled through and through!
When I see a beggar and a prince stand together, I see a distance—but ah! it is but an inch compared with the infinite leagues of distance in character and nature between God and the fallen man.
Who but Christ could have lifted us up from so low an estate, to so high a condition; from fellowship with devils, unto communion with Jehovah Himself?
The distance was inconceivable. We are lost in wonder at the greatness of the love that made it all to vanish.
"Behold, how great a love the Father has bestowed on us—that we should be called children of God!" 1 John 3:1