Glory to God in the Lowest.

The greatest rescuer and lover of humanity decided that it would be best to enter into the world as a baby- born in the dust of a small desert town, and in the presence of some barnyard witnesses.
I'm learning some interesting lessons in the foolish wisdom of our God.

A little while ago, I realized for the first time that Christ wasn't just God in human flesh, but he was also love, incarnate. I understand that this is simple logic, but I just never really thought about it this way before. It's sort of beautiful to think about- Love walked around, and he had a laugh, and a beating heart.

Last week, Lauren described Jesus as "the richest of Kings". We hold this to be true, and yet it is humbling and inspiring to know that when he came, he didn't boss people around, or make us feel bad about all the awful things we do. He came to love and heal us; we don't have to be afraid anymore.


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What does this even mean?