God. He put himself in a female's uterus and grew in a watery placenta for nine months. He traveled through the birth canal and breathed in our oxygen. He nursed and wore diapers. He listened to our music, smelled our odors, tasted our food, gazed upon our planet, and wore our clothes. God became like us. He named himself, Jesus. And he walked in our shoes as a man and lived in our skin. He cried our tears and tasted the salty residue. He experienced humanity. For thirty-three years, the son of God--the son of man loved, learned, and laughed. He befriended us, hugged us, conversed with us, accepted us.
The mysterious spirit in the sky who always, always is, and always will bevisited the globe. The Creator dropped in on the creation. He stepped into the very skeleton of humankind. Blood rushed through his veins and his heart pulsated; lungs inhaled and exhaled; stomach acid digested food and his intestine expelled the by-products. He sweated in the summer and shivered in the winter.
He became a child, an adolescent, an adult.
He became a son, a brother, a cousin, an uncle.
He became a carpenter and worked with wood and stone.
He became a teacher and taught with parables and metaphors.
He became a doctor and healed physical suffering and disease.
He became a social worker and feed thousands of hungry people.
He became a counselor and listened to stories and healed emotional pain.
He became a minister and listened to confessions and granted forgiveness.
He became a leader and mentored twelve pupils.
He became a savior and freed us from spiritual bondage.
He became a daddy and raised millions of children.
He became a husband and cared for widows.
God became empathy and felt our joy and sorrow; happiness and sadness, calmness and anger; confidence and fearfulness. God stepped in our shoes. He became like us so we could become like him.
Melissa writes about the God and human connection and condition.