Maybe you’ve been searching for a close friend your whole life. Can I offer to you Christ? He was touchable, approachable, reachable. Parents would place children at his feet. Nonreligious and materialistic minded people had him in for dinner. Women cared for Him, yet He was never accused of lustful thoughts (Luke 8:1-3). He routinely stopped and responded to the shattered lives of people. The broken couldn’t resist Him. The hands that shaped the stars, touched eyes, embraced lepers, and massaged the dirty toes of his disciples. Says Max Lucado: He was the kind of fellow who would “wrestle on the floor with your kids, doze off on your couch, cook steaks on your grill, laugh at your jokes and tell a few of his own. And when you spoke, he’d listen to you as if he had all the time in eternity. And one thing’s for sure, you’d invite him back.”
All we needed was a Savior who was willing to come down here, die quickly, and hurry back to heaven. Instead, we got Jesus. He was born, lived for at least 33 years on our planet. He went to our weddings, ate at our tables, built our homes, held our babies, and walked with us in grace. He could have embarrassed the adulteress; He could have laughed at the demon-possessed; He could have ignored the cripple; He could have belittled the widow. Instead, he gazed into their eyes, touched their lives, and set them free. I love the human-packaging of Jesus. Jesus didn’t have to be as loving as he was. Jesus is God’s grace given in an unexpected way to get our attention, to say “I really do love you” in a way that we would all understand.
When God took on human form, He did so in the frailty of a baby. He grew and did the hard daily work of a carpenter under oppressive Roman rule. He went through the apparent death of his earthly father, Joseph. Jesus then cared for his mother, a poor, single woman with a family. He hungered in the desert. He wept over the death of a close friend. He suffered fatigue even while teaching, healing, and serving. He was deserted by His best friends. He was then mocked, abused, and killed by those He loved. Yet even in that death, He loved us and He prayed for us “Father, forgive them for they no not what they do.” In Jesus, we’re known in our weaknesses and loved for who we are and empowered to become our true self made in God’s image (Kelly Monroe).