'Rolling up my sleeve' is a Southern expression meaning 'I have a dirty job to do but I'm ready to get dirty and get it done.'

Before time, the Son of God looked down through the ages.

He saw all humanity, not as a whole but individually. Each personality. Each flaw. Every quirk. Every charming quality. He saw every injury each would sustain and every injury each would commit. He saw the 'really good things' we'd do, the 'horrendous things' we'd do, and the times we wouldn't give a flip. He knew we would not be fit to stand in God's eternal, holy presence.

It would take a bath to best all baths to clean us. We'd require the purest, radiant clothes. Our minds would require renewing. Our hearts healing. Our tongues must be brushed and breath refreshed. A holy spa treatment none of us deserved. All in order for us to stand in 'The Presence'.

A tall order. A dirty job. A suicide mission? Death - yes. His. But He knew He'd live again and He wanted us to live again as well.

So He considered our worth and the price He'd pay to restore us. He didn't think about it long. He said, "Okay, Dad. It's the sixth day. We're losing daylight. Let's go for it." Then He rolled up His sleeve for the task at hand.

And the most important question any human being will ever answer is: "Will I go for it?"

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