Human

I used to wonder if Jesus was married. I brought it up in a conversation with my dad one day and it was like I farted at somebody’s funeral. The idea of Jesus being married seemed to be kind of offensive to him. I’m not real sure why. I don’t know if Jesus was married or not and, frankly, I’m not sure if I care one way or the other.

I guess I wanted to know because I think I just needed to get in touch with His humanity, to see Him get pissed off at somebody like I do at my brother or the loud cell phone talker in the line at Starbucks or that dude in the truck who cut me off in traffic. I’m not trying to be sacrilegious or make light of anything, I’m just sort of talking out loud here.

I mean, if Jesus was fully human, then He had to worry about stuff like a job or his neighbor’s dog barking in the middle of the night and paying bills and stuff like that, right? Every day stuff. I know Jesus was and is God. What I think is cool is that He also came to us as fully human. Makes me feel a little better about being human with all my screw ups and mistakes and screaming at people in traffic. Then, I read in the Bible where it says He was perfect too and I thought, ‘Whoops, there goes my excuse.’

Seriously though, isn’t it cool to know that God himself took time out of His busy schedule to become fully human and save us? He didn’t have to do that. Then, just to show it could be done, He was perfect. He never sinned. I know a lot of people who say, “Yeah but He’s God.” Gee, I never thought of that. Well, yes He is God. But Jesus was also fully human. So, he got hungry and tired and impatient and angry, right? At least He didn’t have to deal with rush hour traffic. Or those annoying kids at the grocery store that won’t stop screaming for gummy bears and you just want to smack em upside the head. Or smack their parents.

I find a lot of comfort in the fact that Jesus is human. That means He gets it. He knows what it’s like to be us. To be cold, hungry, have a pot belly, go to family dinners, wake up in the middle of the night to pee and have trouble going back to sleep. I love it that He’s human because I can connect with a guy who gets me.

Jesus gets us.

He understands.

And He loves us anyway.