The Word Became Flesh…

When I take the time to REALLY let it sink in, it kind of overwhelms me….
The Messiah, God in the flesh…He really came.
He grew up, lived among us, felt what we feel and showed us how to live and love in a way that defies all systems of this world….last is first, to die is to live, little is much, strength in weakness, love for hate…senseless Truth. It doesn’t add up, until we pay attention to what makes us weary, and what brings us to life. Guarding our “place”, always trying to be first or the best, holding a grudge…those things can be exhausting!
I would venture to say that whenever we have given up our “place” in line, at the table, in heavy traffic or in a church pew …,or given of our time, talents or resources, especially when we felt we had little to offer,…or have chosen not to retaliate but to offer kindness or forgiveness…those seem to be the times we feel this thrill of hope, that this weary, broken world can be better!
The Word (of Truth) put on skin like mine and yours and came to show us how to do things down here! Wow…just wow. What if I really acted like I believed that every minute? I probably wouldn’t be nearly so tired sometimes….