"He was nothing special to look at. He could walk down this street todayand 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 hisvoice. He never bullied his way; never drew attention to himself nor did he ever pretend to like what vexedhis 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 hatedhim. He still cared for them, hoping somehow they would find a way out of their self-inflicted souls torecognize who stood among them.And with all that love, he was completely honest. Yet even when his actions or words exposed people’sdarkest motives, they didn’t feel shamed. They felt safe, really safe with him. His words conveyed noteven a hint of judgment, simply an entreaty to come to God. There was no one you would trust morequickly with your deepest secrets. If someone were going to catch you at your worst moment you'd want itto 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 lovedmore 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 youwere 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 fewmoments his presence passed by them, they tasted a freshness and power they could never deny evenyears later. Somehow he seemed to know everything about them, but loved them deeply all the same.And when he hung there from that filthy cross, that love still poured down--on mocker and disillusionedfriend alike.As he approached the dark chamber of death, wearied of the torture and feeling separated from hisFather, he continued to drink from the cup that would finally consume our self-will and shame. There wasno 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.If I were you, I would waste far less time ragging on religion and find out just how much Jesus wants to beyour friend without any strings attached. He will care for you and if given a chance will become more realto you than your best friend and you will cherish him more than anything else you desire. He will give youa purpose and a fullness of life that will carry you through every stress and pain and will change you fromthe inside to show you what true freedom and joy really are.Understand something, this life in Jesus is a real thing. It’s not a game. When people sensesomething’s wrong, you know what I’ve discovered? Something usually is.Is your faith working for you? Are you experiencing God's life to the degree you desire it?Are you filled with the love of Jesus like you were the first day you believed in him?You know what this whole thing is about? It's about life-God's real life filling your own. He moves inso that you will no longer entertain any doubts about his reality. It's the kind of relationship that Adamtasted when he walked in the garden with God and heard his great plan to have a people through whomHecould demonstrate his reality to the world in more ways than you could ever imagine. It is the kind of lifeJesus lived that was more than sufficient to meet every need he faced, from feeding multitudes with a littleboy's lunch to healing a sick woman who touched the hem of his robe. This life is not some philosophicalthought you can conjure up through meditation or some kind of theological abstraction to be debated. It isfullness. It is freedom. It is joy and peace no matter what happens-even if your doctor uses the 'C' wordwhen he gives you the results of your MRI. This is the kind of life that he came to share with everyonewhowill give up trying to control their own lives and embrace his agenda.It's certainly not what so many have come to believe, like working hard, building big ministries or newbuildings. It's about life that you can see, taste and touch; something you can frolic in every day that you
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