Incarnate

Your words…

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. All things were created through Him, and apart from Him not one thing was created that has been created. Life was in Him, and that life was the light of men. That light shines in the darkness, yet the darkness did not overcome it. The Word became flesh and took up residence among us. We observed His glory, the glory as the One and Only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.  John 1:1-15, 14

My words…

Praise
God, You are full of good ideas. My immune system: a very good idea. Gravity: a winner. But Your best idea happened before creation when You decided that, at just the right time, You would slip into human skin and take up residence on earth. That particular idea has thrilled, angered, confounded, and convicted humankind since it happened.  Volumes of books have been written on the subject. I don’t think many people understand what an excellent idea that was. This was the sure-fire way for Your children to really get to know You.  You do not act like the gods that man creates. You do not live on an ethereal mountain, grasping a thunderbolt, or under the sea swinging a trident. You do not dwell within idols in the image of monkeys or elephants. You are driven by love, and that is why sending Jesus here was the best idea. What other way was there to show me how much You love me?  It was perfect – like Him. You could have just given me some scriptures with depictions of Your love, but that wasn’t enough for You. You decided to live like I do, confined to a resilient yet perishable body among smelly, infuriating, sinful people. You gave up heavenly light for sunburned skin. You left the  songs of angels for the profanity of ingrates. Were You reminded of a painless heaven the first time You hit Your thumb with a mallet? When You ate something that made You sick, did You heal Yourself so Your ailment would not impede Your ministry? It’s a wonder to contemplate.
Thank You
Thank You for  enduring the confinements of incarnation. You didn’t need to live among humans to know what it’s like to be one. You made me. You know exactly what it’s like to be me. And You still chose to come. The fact that You came up with the idea to do it is amazing. The fact that You actually did it, is indescribable. No words. Just prostrate.