King of Kings

Last week’s name was Lamb of God. This week we have King of Kings. Could the contrast be any greater? The Passover Lamb, crucified for our sins, is the King above all Kings.

We see the name in Revelation 19:16

And on His robe and on His thigh He has a name written: “KING OF KINGS, AND LORD OF LORDS.”

We’ll look at his glorious return in the next post. But he’s already our king – even before his return.

In her book, Praying the Names of God for 52 Weeks, Ann Spangler asks some really thought provoking questions. They’ve caused me to meditate on what sets Jesus apart – those qualities I’m most grateful for.

This week, with the Paris Olympics, I’ve heard mention of Marie-Antoinette’s famous quotation, “Qu’ils mangent de la brioche.” – Let them eat cake!

The French queen was so far removed from her subjects that she had no concept of their struggles. That’s not our Jesus.

(He) did not consider equality with God something to be grasped, but emptied Himself by taking the form of a bond-servant and being born in the likeness of men. And being found in appearance as a man, He humbled Himself by becoming obedient to the point of death: death on a cross. Philippians 2:6ff-8.

What are some examples from Jesus’s life that show his humility?

• He was the dirt poor son of a carpenter. Matthew 13:55
• He didn’t have a place to lay his head. Matthew 8:20
• He got his hands dirty. He made mud to heal the blind man. John 9:1-12
• He endured the scorn of the Roman soldiers and the agony of the cross – for us! Matthew 27:27-37 – What other examples can you think of?

That doesn’t sound like any earthly king I know.

For we do not have a high priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses, but One who has been tempted in all things just as we are, yet without sin. Therefore let’s approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace for help at the time of our need. – Hebrews 4:15-16

The King of Kings is the One who is worthy of our worship.

This year long series is inspire by Ann Spangler’s book.