Jesus was the strangest sort of human. Really. He wasn't a combination of Superman and Colombo. He moved through the streets as we; one foot in front of the other. He could become fatigued as well as thirsty. But what kind of person he was.....truly astounding.
A thing which seems continually fascinating is how much Jesus did the abnormal thing....normally. He didn't seem to take the usual route to anything. When good friend Lazarus died...he waited instead of rushing. When 5000 needed a meal he made do with what was available rather than panic over the moment's demand. When encountering lepers he went toward them instead of from. If a threatening weather forecast arose.....he slept.
Do you see Jesus didn't barrel his way into power? He simply walked on two feet into the storms/threats instead of away from them. He wasn't good at avoidance. He was terrible at being predictable. He walked forward.....backward.
Our days would possibly find much more God-moments in them if we could detach ourselves from the chain anchoring us to our demanding safety-nets.
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