“Why did Jesus have to be born a baby?”
My five year old TJ slouches across his Toy Story bedsheets, as he casually fires a zinger. The kid can’t sit still anytime during the day, but will magically morph into a Yoda-like sage at bedtime. He saves the hardest theological questions for me, just as I’m about to turn the page and announce The End.
“Whaddya mean? … C’mon, it’s time for bed…” I’m out of juice and TJ knows it.
“Why didn’t God just send Jesus to earth as a man? He could save everybody right away… Why did Jesus have to grow up?” Simple questions to TJ.
I sat there and wondered how I could give a simple answer.
The Hard Way
As believers of Jesus, we carry the hope of salvation. But, our faith doesn’t make us immune to life’s predictable way of throwing us on unpredictable paths.
We wonder. Why does God’s way have to take so long? Why can’t God just move us forward and get us “grown-up”?…
(To be continued…)
*It means so much*
This week is probably the week I wish you were all nearby. I’d invite you over to wish you a “Merry Christmas!” with a warm hug and a hot cup of cocoa. The next best thing is sharing some quiet space together on Christmas Eve. I barista today over at Christmas Change. Would love it if you’d join me. Merry Christmas, dear friends!
…To read the rest of my story and see what happened next – click here and jump over to a very special Christmas site called Christmas Change, where today’s post is published.
Share a comment there – I’d love to hear your thoughts and I’d appreciate your company!