The Human Heart of God, The Heart of Jesus



It is no doubt that God pities our corruption and its effects (mourning the loss of Lazarus, curing of illness however they are, etc.). Neither is He a cruel creator that Amir’s His children with punishment and force us into works against the good of our nature. Rather He bent down, became one of us experience sin’s effect without sinning Himself, and died as a result. In doing so, He took on human nature has thus, a human heart, one that pitied us before his presence was made manifest in multiplicity by the Holy Spirit, and thus instead of being singular, he continues His mission in each of us. We can constantly appeal to Christ’s humanity.

Christ's community is even the worst of sinners while he was here physically on his mission. That same mission he continues spiritually and in each of our hearts. The word humane literally means benevolent showing compassion. Christ, Himself, holds nothing back in His mission salvation, nor has He ever. Christ lay down the glory of God, praise himself in the lightness of sinners, was baptized with a baptism of repentance taking on our sins and transforming the meaning of baptism/giving sacraments their power, he walked among as healing and teaching, he gave example where he lived and in the way, he died on account of the corruption he had taken on, and he rose again from the dead bestowing nothing but peace and love. Is there anything that so rightly fits the description of humane as Our Lord?

In conclusion, Who knows better the depth of our condition than Jesus? Who can better handle depravity? Sin is something that afflicts us not so much that we are inherently bad. When we see Christ wounded do we not see a mirror?  If Christ was innocent and sins effects afflicted Him so, we should not be surprised about what our corruption does to our goodness when allowed the opportunity. Christ knows our pain and our heart and He is with us in it literally in a number of ways. Go to Him you who labor in pain and find your rest.

Charles Goodwin:
There is a heart that beat with love
When time could mark no beat.
It echoed with a triple-pulse
And surged in thunders sweet.

Too happy not to overflow
It laughed and all was made.
It sighed and angel hosts came forth
In myriad parade.

It sang the seas and skies to be,
Hummed forth the rolling hills.
It beamed out beast and bird in love,
A sweet and mighty will.

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