
My Jesus
Bothered
not by man’s anxiety
but by his brokenness
Passionate
not letting his emotions drive him
but still loving us with all his heart
Human
not only was his body exhausted
but he wanted us to identify with him.
That is my Jesus.
Holy
true that sin did not taint him
but he still muddied his hands with mine
Divine
true that he was God
but he stooped to man’s level
Light
the one who created light is the light
but calls us to let ours shine
That is my Jesus















