Checking the Boxes
It seems like a fairy tale, doesn’t it?
A God who created all that there is including you and me looks down upon our lack of moral character and decides the only hope is to inject himself into humanity to save it from itself.
The cost of this effort? His son. Because moral failing is an anathema to all that is good, and we are objectively not good by nature.
God’s son’s death is the sentence for our high crimes and misdemeanors writ large.
And like us, Jesus, God’s son, comes as a child—a newborn with all the necessities for care and provision.
