I have seen the son of man
In the human caravan

from the song “Rejoice” by John Fischer

What if God was one of us? What would that mean?

It would mean that God had two little feet and ten little toes. It would mean He played with those toes and at some point realized they were His.

It would mean God was hungry and had to depend on His mother for food. It would mean He stank when someone needed to change Him. (Imagine changing diapers on God. “Here Joseph, it’s your turn.”)

It would mean God cried and laughed and giggled and reached out His arms for someone to pick Him up. It would mean many lowly people – family members and neighbors in the village – held God in their arms and probably coughed in His face.

It would mean God spit up and had to be burped. And sometimes He would cry and His mother would not know why.

It would mean God got a runny nose and someone would need to wipe His face.

It would mean God spent a lot of time on His back looking up (as opposed to looking down on all of us).

It would mean God found that warm, cuddly spot at His mother’s breast that suddenly made everything okay.

It would mean that God brought great joy to His parents by blowing bubbles and making unintelligible sounds.

It would mean that someone had to look after God once in a while to give His mom and dad a break.

It would mean that God made himself utterly helpless so He could identify with us and eventually pay for our sins.

It had to be done. Love made Him do it.