The Son of God. It’s a designation only one man could wear, a name only one could carry. Consider the impactful implications of such a title. The Son of God. The product of heaven’s intervention and earth’s willing acceptance. Only a handful of people knew Jesus couldn’t be called the son of Joseph. Only a select few understood from the beginning that this child would be different. Before the cradle met the cross, Jesus had proved beyond the shadow of a doubt He was worthy of the name. Jesus, through word and deed, convinced the world of His divine Sonship. Forty-two different times in the New Testament Jesus was called the Son of God. Without fail, one of two emotions always accented the title: either awe or disbelief. As I sit and reflect on such a title, I feel, on behalf of mankind, amazement, confusion, and humility. Jesus Christ. The Son of God.
I suppose that’s why it seems so strange to me that Jesus never directly referred to Himself as the Son of God. Only four times (all in John’s gospel) in all of scripture did Jesus even indirectly refer to Himself by that title. That which is so amazing to man oddly appears to be quite insignificant to Jesus.
Instead of using the title given Him by man, Jesus chose another. A startling eighty-four times in the New Testament Jesus called Himself the Son of Man. If you’re keeping score at home, that’s double the number of times he was called Son of God. What’s more, during the thirty-three years He walked this earth was the Son of God ever called the Son of Man except by Himself.
You see, to us the miracle was that God became man hence the name, the Son of God, but to God that wasn’t the miracle at all. To God, the miracle was that the eternal would become limited by time. To God, the miracle was the Creator would be the created. To God, the miracle was that Jesus could be called the Son of Man.
Son of God. Son of Man. Two sides of the same miracle. Don’t miss the significance of either one.