Who is this Jesus, whose birth we celebrate at Christmas?
What do you believe? What do you trust in your life? Do you have all the love and peace that you desire?
In the book of John, in the New Testament portion of the Bible, it speaks of Jesus as "the Word."
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.
He was in the beginning with God.
All things came into being through Him, and apart from Him nothing came into being that has come into being.
In Him was life, and the life was the Light of men.
But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, even to those who believe in His name, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God.
And the Word became flesh, and dwelt among us, and we saw His glory, glory as of the only begotten from the Father, full of grace and truth.
John 1.1-4, 12-14
Jesus was born to bring us into a relationship with God, for us to know His love.
The following is a beautiful description of Jesus, from a book by Jake Colsen (a pen name used by Wayne Jacobsen and a co-author). 1 It speaks of Jesus' heart, his love, his demeanor, his attitude - how he related with people. Though it is fiction, it reveals a depth of heart-knowledge of this man who is the Son of God.
The Bible is an incredible book, and the New Testament especially is filled with descriptions and stories of what happened in the lives of those who came to know this Jesus. They saw him do amazing things. He was different from anyone else. If it has been a while since you have read the Bible, pick one up and read just a bit. I would suggest starting in the Book of John (New Testament). There will likely be things that you do not understand. But there will be a lot that you will understand. And believe it or not, God can help you understand His truth. Even if you are not accustomed to praying, ask God to help you understand as you read.
“…He (Jesus) was nothing special to look at. He could walk down this street today and not one of you would even notice him. In fact he had the kind of face you would shy away from, certain he wouldn’t fit in with your crowd.
“But he was as gentle a man as one would ever know. He could silence detractors without ever raising his voice. He never bullied his way; never drew attention to himself nor did he ever pretend to like what vexed his soul. He was real, to the very core.
“And at the core of that being was love…Wow! Did he love! ...We didn’t even know what love was, until we saw it in him. It was everyone, too, even those who hated him. He still cared for them, hoping somehow they would find a way out of their self-inflicted souls to recognize who stood among them.
“And with all that love, he was completely honest. Yet even when his actions or words exposed people’s darkest motives, they didn’t feel shamed. They felt safe, really safe with him. His words conveyed not even a hint of judgment, simply an entreaty to come to God. There was no one you would trust more quickly with your deepest secrets. If someone were going to catch you at your worst moment you’d want it to be him.
“He wasted no time mocking others, nor their religious trappings…If he had something to say to them, he’d say it and move on and you would know you’d been loved more than anyone had ever loved you before…
“I’m not talking about mamby-pamby sentimentalism either. He loved, really loved. It didn’t matter if you were Pharisee or prostitute, disciple or blind beggar, Jew, Samaritan or Gentile. His love held itself out for any to embrace. Most did, too, when they saw him. Though so few ended up following him, for the few moments his presence passed through their life, they taste something whose freshness and power they could never deny even years later. Somehow he seemed to know everything about them, but loved them deeply all the same…
“And when he hung from that filthy cross…that love still poured down – on mocker and disillusioned friend alike. As he approached the dark chamber of death, wearied of the torture and feeling separated from his Father, he continued to drink from the cup that would finally consume our self-will and shame. There was no finer moment in all of human history. His anguish became the conduit for his life to be shared with us. This was no madman. This was God’s Son, poured out to the last breath, to open full and free access for you to his Father."
God is faithful, and He loves you more than you will ever fully know.
1. So You Don’t Want To Go To Church Anymore, pp. 18-19 (Jake Colsen, Lifestream Press, 2006)