Thread by @Kendraspondence

How humble is Jesus, fam. His name, Emmanuel, God with us, reminds us he understands even this quarantine. And that he chose it!
When he could have been chilling in virus-free Heaven, he chose to camp out with the knuckleheads whom you and I both know were such a handful.

Thomas? He has maskhole written all over him. Like Lord Ima need to see how this virus spreads in the droplet pattern you describe?

And Peter. Try to get him in for contact tracing. “Me? At a party with Jesus? I don’t even know dude.”

Judas. I think we know how he would roll. Is my stock in bleach going to go up? Sure well then I’ll totally play along with this rouse where people get hurt.

Don’t get me started on Mary and Martha. They would have been judging one another all the livelong day.
“Martha, I think you need to spray down those groceries some more.”🙄
“Whatever, Mary. At least I’m not a super spreader like you.”

For real though. In my plight, exhausted from the emotional labor of quarantining with tweens (#quarantweens) who open my tabs to woefully inappropriate content such that when I’m about to share my screen on a Zoom—😱😱😱—I remember. Christ CHOSE this life.

He understands our exhaustion. He gets what it’s like to abide and abide and abide with people. He knows what it is to swim in a bubbling stew of senseless infighting and baseless accusations. #Jesus has felt the violence firsthand.

What a savior to not merely yank us out of the sin and suffering, but rather to become so acquainted with the ugliness of it all that we will know him by the scars he bears.

He chose to enter #quarantine when he didn’t have to, if only to show us everything we’d need to be made well.

Faith is not a vaccine. It is the hope of inoculation of death for all mankind. Not because we deserve it but because our creator is that holy and merciful and good.