The beginning...
Can you picture it? The one by one by one dirty, nitty gritty, love relationships that Jesus formed? The GRUNT work that this man-who-was-God did with intentional grace. Tearing down walls, peering behind the veils, lifting away the masks until all that was left was bare, raw truth... and loving what was there. Seeing the potential in the broken pieces. The worth. The value. The possibilities. Leaving people changed. Changed in such a way that there was no choice but to respond. Can you imagine it the way it was then? Can you imagine the sheer joy of the creation of Jesus? The glory? For you created my inmost being; the creation... of Jesus... you knit me together in my mother's womb. a King... in the womb of a young girl... I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; ...