A sad effect of the fall is that we find man’s fiction more fascinating than God’s fact. Man’s fiction should awaken us to the bigger reality we live in. Man’s mind is smaller than God’s and God’s story is more glorious than any we could dream. “Avatar” is a children’s board book.
Matthew begins his gospel with a genealogy. This is not a speed bump slowing your entry into the book, it is a majestic mountain to be stunned by. Unless you are a Tolkien nerd you have very little clue what it means when Strider says, “Elendil! I am Aragorn son of Arathorn and am called Elessar, the Elfstone, Dunadan, the heir of Isildur Elendil’s son of Gondor.”, but you know it means a great something! The one with the rightful claim has come, here is the one hoped for, the one with authority. A hidden hope has come to light and the darkness now trembles. Matthew is doing something like that with this genealogy.
Here is a line of kings, but the glory has faded; the regal glory and power that once flowed giving life, hope, protection, and salvation has run dry. But from this dry ground a Savior and salvation spring forth. His name is Jesus (meaning “Yahweh saves”, cf. Matthew 1:21). From the stump of Jesse a shoot comes forth (Isaiah 11:1-10). He is the son of David, the Christ, meaning the Anointed One, the Messiah.
The King has come. He will come again. And of His rule there will be no end.
Matthew’s genealogy does not get boring, but it does get dry. But from this dryness springs the one who is the Life.