Jesus

Jesus A person of God embodied in human form came from Heaven and was named the sweetest of names, Jesus in Whom dwells all the fullness of His Father yet He chose not to make Himself a reputation or worldly fame. Such pureness, and love, gentleness like a dove emanated from this God Who walked on His earth as a man, and chose to suffer the things we as humans go through to take on His role as Savior and Intercessor and lift the burdens from our hands. How can our finite minds comprehend how such a great God would choose to send His precious Son knowing the price and suffering He would bare, to save a world so lost, entangled and weighted by sins that were glossed over yes, only One would be able to bear that kind of horrible care. So, at His appointed time, Jesus came in such a meager way not with the fanfare of a palace was He born, but in a stable He lay yet His cry was heard in Heaven and His Father sent angels to Him to adore. How quickly the scene of the Word jumps to a twelve year old child, Who was all about His Father’s will, so deeply embedded in His heart was His Father’s Word the Child was perfect and yet more was to come still. He was and He is the written Word of God the Man Who came down from above, this Jesus a Master of Masters and King of all Kings Who died for me and you because of His endless and long suffering love. Now can I add to this Word Who is Jesus so perfect or take it from context, oh no, that I would not dare to do, I know by His Word He died on a tree breaking earth’s curse and if you’ll only believe very shortly He is coming back here for me and for you. Written by: Marilyn S. Jennings