a thread of thought floating from ALPHA last sunday…

Jesus was real. i mean more than “He existed,” but that he was real. he ate, slept, bleed, passed gas, etc. we’re potty training our toddler (Samantha), and it occurred to me: Jesus had to be potty trained. Mary had to change the diapers (or whatever) of the Creator.

my sister-in-law (Kelli) has been to europe a coupla times to study, and she did some research on the history of Madonna and Child in art. she was saying how pre-Renaissance Jesus the Baby was depicted as an old man. Not until Michaelangelo and the like did art recover the image of Jesus the Baby AS a baby.

In John 6 the jews comment on how familiar, ordinary Jesus was. “Don’t we know his parents? didn’t we watch him grow up?”

yes, we have a high priest who can identify with us in every way. this really is comforting. given what is happening in the fam (Rob has pneumonia. oh joy!) i need every reminder i can get.