Were His wings shorn when He cried aloud: “My kingdom is above your earthly kingdoms”?
Was He seeking shelter in words when He repeated again and yet again: “Destroy this temple and I will rebuild it in three days”?
Was it a coward who shook His hand in the face of the authorities and pronounced them “liars, low, filthy, and degenerate”?
Shall a man bold enough to say these things to those who ruled Judea be deemed meek and humble?
Nay. The eagle builds not his nest in the weeping willow. And the lion seeks not his den among the ferns.
I am sickened and the bowels within me stir and rise when I hear the fainthearted call Jesus humble and meek, that they may justify their own faintheartedness; and when the downtrodden, for comfort and companionship, speak of Jesus as a worm shining by their side.
Yea, my heart is sickened by such men. It is the mighty hunter I would preach, and the mountainous spirit unconquerable.