Good morning, My DearOnes.

As a mother, I have to wonder … what was it like to watch Him crawl for the first time?

The Savior of the World. Milestones.

Or lose His very first baby tooth?

Immanuel, God with us. Toothless.

How did He play with the other children? “Jesus, you stay in timeout til you decide to share.”

I broke a few wooden spoons – the big ones – on my boy’s backsides … they still shudder when they hear that drawer open from the kitchen. Many times they’d challenge back with a look that said it was worth it.

Did Jesus ever need discipline from His earthly parents?

Did they ever break a wooden spoon on His Holy hiney?

Scripture reminds us ….

“So the Word became human and made His home among us.” (John 1:14, NLT)

His home.

Among us humans.

I have found myself thinking quite a bit about His experience with humanness. It is both astounding and humbling as I think on the importance of this:

-His humanness brought Him understanding of my humanness. “This High Priest of ours understands our weaknesses, for He faced all of the same testings we do, yet He did not sin” (Hebrews 4:15, NLT). I can come boldly to His throne and find mercy and grace when I need it most because He fully understands.

-His humanness brought Him the ability to help me in my time of need.

“Therefore, it was necessary for Him to be made in every respect like us, His brothers and sisters, so that He could be our merciful and faithful High Priest before God. Since He Himself has gone through suffering and testing, He is able to help us when we are being tempted” (Hebrews 2:17, NLT).

-His humanness helps Him to remember. “For He knows how weak we are; He remembers we are only dust (Psalm 103:14, NLT).

He remembers.

He remembers

the struggles,

the pains,

the hurts,

the ups and downs

of being human.

And, that remembrance moves Him to offer mercy and grace to us still struggling in our humanness.

There are days I struggle with being human. Probably most days.

I get tired.

Overwhelmed.

Stressed.

Cranky.

Emotional.

Worried.

It is on those very days, I find He understands me most and comes to help me in my weakness.

All because He was born in the manger.

The Word became human.

And He remembers.

Wake up.

Bask in grace.

Go.