The Word Became Flesh

The Cosmic Visitor

Eternal

Creator God

Controller of the universe

Life giving

Use men for His purpose

He was a supernatural Light

He came so that some people could be joined to Him

Through some kind of rebirth

V 14 WHAT? He became one of us?

Became Flesh

born from a unwed teenager/ stoned by the law

no-no its OK, God impregnated me!.... yeah right

pregnant and off her rocker

had to escape to Egypt because of the infant killing

Jesus was hungry, tired,

Attacked by the religious people

Angry with money changers

misunderstood, thought to be a mental case

Accused of being a glutton and a drunk

had to pay taxes

Was sad when His friend died

Compassionate of the blind beggar

Touched the untouchable, the diseased open sore people

Tried and tempted By Satan

Executed as a notorious criminal

Tabernacled among us

pitched His tent

Mother Teresa had to live among the people she wanted to minister to

Put Himself into the middle of society

lived in borrowed, temporary shelter

poor, owning only what was on his body

always traveling

Beheld His Glory

The glory of doing what the Father wants

Going to the cross

going to Samaria

The glory on Mt transfiguration

The glorified body after the Resurrection

To experience Jesus, His love, and power. that is to behold His Glory

Glory is what the Father Gave Him/ Not from himself

The Glory of God was seen in the old testament

Exodus 16:10 LEB

And at the moment of Aaron’s speaking to all the community of the Israelites, they turned to the desert, and just then the glory of Yahweh appeared in the cloud.

Gods glory was seen, when God was near

Full of Grace and Truth

grace is totally undeserved

An act of pure love

Jesus coming to live and die for humans is nothing but an act of pure love

Unselfish but giving

Truth

if we want to know what truth is we look to Jesus

Truth is what makes us free

Truth can be resented but no one will be changed without the truth

The Example

Jesus came to show us who God is

Demonstrate to us, how to be Godly

How we should live

How do we show an act of pure love?

The Glory we have is it from self, or from Jesus?

Jesus lived amougus to be able to sympathies with our life

Jesus lived the verse

Matthew 6:31–34 AV

Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed? (For after all these things do the Gentiles seek:) for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things. But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.

A senior angel is showing a very young angel around the splendors of the universe. They view whirling galaxies and blazing suns, and then flit across the infinite distances of space until at last they enter one particular galaxy of 500 billion stars. As the two of them drew near to the star which we call our sun and to its circling planets, the senior angel pointed to a small and rather insignificant sphere turning very slowly on its axis. It looked as dull as a dirty tennis-ball to the little angel, whose mind was filled with the size and glory of what he had seen. “I want you to watch that one particularly,” said the senior angel, pointing with his finger. “Well, it looks very small and rather dirty to me,” said the little angel. “What's special about that one?” When I read Phillips's fantasy, I thought of the pictures beamed back to earth from the Apollo astronauts, who described our planet as “whole and round and beautiful and small,” a blue-green-and-tan globe suspended in space. Jim Lovell, reflecting on the scene later, said, “It was just another body, really, about four times bigger than the moon. But it held all the hope and all the life and all the things that the crew of Apollo 8 knew and loved. It was the most beautiful thing there was to see in all the heavens.”That was the viewpoint of a human being. To the little angel, though, earth did not seem so impressive. He listened in stunned disbelief as the senior angel told him that this planet, small and insignificant and not overly clean, was the renowned Visited Planet. “Do you mean that our great and glorious Prince … went down in Person to this fifth-rate little ball? Why should He do a thing like that?” … The little angel's face wrinkled in disgust. “Do you mean to tell me,” he said, “that He stooped so low as to become one of those creeping, crawling creatures of that floating ball?” “I do, and I don't think He would like you to call them ‘creeping, crawling creatures’ in that tone of voice. For, strange as it may seem to us, He loves them. He went down to visit them to lift them up to become like Him.” The little angel looked blank. Such a thought was almost beyond his comprehension. It is almost beyond my comprehension too, and yet I accept that this notion is the key to understanding Christmas and is, in fact, the touchstone of my faith. As a Christian I believe that we live in parallel worlds. One world consists of hills and lakes and barns and politicians and shepherds watching their flocks by night. The other consists of angels and sinister forces and somewhere out there places called heaven and hell. One night in the cold, in the dark, among the wrinkled hills of Bethlehem, those two worlds came together at a dramatic point of intersection. God, who knows no before or after, entered time and space. God, who knows no boundaries took on the shocking confines of a baby's skin, the ominous restraints of mortality. “He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation,” an apostle would later write; “He is before all things, and in him all things hold together.” But the few eyewitnesses on Christmas night saw none of that. They saw an infant struggling to work never-before-used lungs. Could it be true, this Bethlehem story of a Creator descending to be born on one small planet? If so, it is a story like no other. Never again need we wonder whether what happens on this dirty little tennis ball of a planet matters to the rest of the universe. Little wonder a choir of angels broke out in spontaneous song, disturbing not only a few shepherds but the entire universe.

Yancey, Philip. The Jesus I Never Knew (pp. 43-46). Zondervan. Kindle Edition.