The humanity of Jesus
The humanity of Jesus
So often we show up to our Sunday church service, sing the songs, enjoy the teaching and the fellowship, and then go about the rest of our day when church is over. We perhaps spend some time reading the Bible during the week, and attend the Wednesday night prayer meeting. On the busy highway of life, we'll take a brief exit to refuel, only to get right back on afterwards and keep driving towards a dream we can often times never fully articulate.
In the midst of this highway of life rises one distinguishing feature that should cause us to take the next exit, find directions to a small stable in an obscure town in Galilee, and camp there for the rest of our lives. What God did is outlandish and staggering.
The eternal God from everlasting became a human being.
The course of heaven and earth were forever altered when the second Person of the trinity took on flesh. If we truly make the confession as a "Christian", this is what we believe. But our belief should not stop at simply a bland doctrinal confession. It should radically affect the way we spend our money, our energy, and our Tuesday afternoon, Friday morning, and Sunday evening.
I want to let you in on some of the questions I have been asking myself these past few weeks. If I honestly believe that God became flesh, why do I still see Him as a floating blob of light in some ethereal realm that sort of looks like a human? Why is His life not real to me? Why do the stories of His life in the four gospels often times seem like fairy tales? Why does heaven seem like a pipe dream instead of a real, concrete, physical place where that Man sits right now?
Jesus is a real man. One day, I will stand across from Him, look Him in the eyes, shake His ruddy hand, and smell His sweet breath. He is my Creator and my God.
So why is there a disconnect in my mind between that truth and the One that I sing to on in the prayer room at IHOP-KC or on Sunday morning in church?
Meditation on His life has begun to slowly change how I see Him and thus change the way that I live my life. Taking time out to actually ask Him questions about His story, savoring the moments that are so precious to Him and that He has real memories of while on the earth, and talking about His life with my friends has so radically transformed the way I see Him. I am in a friendship with a real Man that knows me better than I know myself! My times with the Lord have turned into real dialog that will matter to me and to Him in 10, 100, and 1000 years from now. Everything changes when the Holy Spirit reveals the truth about Jesus to us!
Chewing and meditating on these series of questions that Max Lucado wrote for Mary, Jesus' mother, (as well as making up many questions of my own) has made His life so much more real to me. My prayer is that it does the same to you. May the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him (Ephesians 1:17-19) be your portion today!
25 Questions for Mary by Max Lucado
- What was it like watching him pray?
- How did he respond when he saw other kids giggling during the service at the synagogue?
- When he saw a rainbow, did he ever mention a flood?
- Did you ever feel awkward teaching him how he created the world?
- When he saw a lamb being led to the slaughter, did he act differently?
- Did you ever see him with a distant look on his face as if he were listening to someone you couldn't hear?
- How did he act at funerals?
- Did the thought ever occur to you that the God to whom you were praying was asleep under your own roof?
- Did you ever try to count the stars with him ... and succeed?
- Did he ever come home with a black eye?
- How did he act when he got his first haircut?
- Did he have any friends by the name of Judas?
- Did he do well in school?
- Did you ever scold him?
- Did he ever have to ask a question about Scripture?
- What do you think he thought when he saw a prostitute offering to the highest bidder the body he made?
- Did he ever get angry when someone was dishonest with him?
- Did you ever catch him pensively looking at the flesh on his own arm while holding a clod of dirt?
- Did he ever wake up afraid?
- Who was his best friend?
- When someone referred to Satan, how did he act?
- Did you ever accidentally call him Father?
- What did he and his cousin John talk about as kids?
- Did his other brothers and sisters understand what was happening?
- Did you ever think, “That's God eating my soup”?