Jesus

I trusted Jesus as my personal saviour twenty-seven years ago. (Has it really been that long?) Even so, there always seemed to be something "there" in the way I see and think of Jesus. I have no doubts of my salvation, nor of the amazing love and grace of God's son being fully God and fully man, paying the righteous penalty to reconcile sinful man to a Holy God. It finally hit me a few days ago what it is that makes the way I see Jesus different: Jesus was a man, a human. You see, humans scare me.

Part of my problem relating to the person of Jesus is His humanity. How ironic that the one man who "did humanity" correctly is difficult for me to relate to simply because He "did humanity". It proves to be an ugly stumbling block.