How strange it is to think of God as a man.
The simple is far more difficult to understand than the complex because we drill through it for so many years. I never double-think or struggle to imagine Christ raising the dead, healing the paralized, giving sight to the blind...making holes in the curse. Such things come to my mind easily and are just as easily verified as truth.
But to think of him on this earth...
Eating. Drinking. Sweating. Laughing. Dancing. Sitting on the ground getting His clothes dirty playing with children. Crying when His heart was broken.
Such things are too beautiful to sink in quickly.
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