“Jesus was born and lived and died, like any human being. The child called Yeshua entered the world as helpless as any newborn and just as dependent on his parents. He need to be nursed, held, burped, and changed. As a boy growing in the minuscule town of Nazareth, Jesus skinned his knees on the rocky ground, bumped his head on doorways, and pricked his fingers on thorns. He watched the sun rise and set over the Galilean countryside, wondered how far away the moon was, and asked why the stars twinkled.”
This book came in earlier this week. I’ve begun and it seems to be a great book thus far. Happy Friday everyone!