He was a common man. His mother was a common girl, his earthly father a common carpenter. He had no earthly beauty. He came to be born in the poorest of poor situations. A barn. A stable. With the animals.
He had no where to lay his head down. He had no home to call his own. He had people who liked to hear him talk, so they followed him from place to place. But he much preferred to be on the mountainside praying to God the Father.
What was it about this common man that drew 4,ooo and 5,ooo people to him at once? What did he say that was different from the others, from the priests, from the Pharisees? Why him?
The answer lies in the fact that while he was born in poverty, he was also the King of Kings. He has the truth, he IS the truth. God had laid out the old covenant through conversations with Moses. And while it could be followed so exactingly as to be completed, to be the only thing needed to walk with God, the reality is that it wasn’t.
We needed more. We needed a living sacrifice to complete the covenant, to be our sin offering. To be our scapegoat.
This common … man … was so much more. He has an uncommon love for us, that can only be explained by the creator.
A common love for each other,
A common gift to the Savior,
A common bond
Holding us to the Lord.
A common strength
When we’re weary,
A common hope for tomorrow,
A common joy
In the truth of God’s Word!
This post is part of Five Minute Fridays hosted over on Kate’s blog where she gives us a one word prompt where we write for 5 minutes, unedited. Then we link up our post and go read others’ works and encourage them. This week’s prompt was common.