Where Is Boasting?

Oh Christian, where is your room for boasting? Are you not merely an infinitesimal scratch for the sake of the Kingdom in the great tree of the world through history? Even the greater scratches and slivers removed, such as the work of Martin Luther, Augustine, and Billy Graham are minute in comparison with the great redwood of this world and the gouge chopped out by the gospel through the true Church. And are you not merely one swing of the ax? The work that you have accomplished is not your own. The Kingly Lumberjack has both sharpened you and swung you; your effects are not your own doing. “For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them” (Ephesians 2:10). “For who makes you different from anyone else? What do you have that you did not receive? And if you did receive it, why do you boast as though you did not?” (1 Corinthians 4:7).

Only the Ax of perfect sharpness has any room to boast. Only He, with the greatest of ease, chopped through the redwood in one stroke—bringing the massive conifer to its utter destruction. Only this One, who briefly humbled Himself, is deserving of any and all honor.