The young man told me I could wait at the edge of his neighborhood. I asked if I was allowed to go into his neighborhood. He said yes, but most people do not want to. They think they might get sick.
Abaco has one of the toughest living conditions that I have ever seen. A place called Pigeon Pea or sometimes referred to as the Muds. As I remember, there was not running water. Mostly it was wood frames to make small houses. Many small houses built up against each other. Too many people in houses that were very small. Dirty and bad smells. It is a camp of refugees who have made it out of Haiti. I think it was about 10,000 people. Many women and children. In homes that do not survive the hurricanes. Homes that do not have healthy water treatment. So the sewer is only into the ground. So when it rains the sewer comes back up.
I have been trying to understand what it would be like for God to put on the flesh of a human and come to live among us.
It would be like moving into the conditions of the Muds. To go in to live like them. Show them love and learn what that life style feels like. Then I could understand their struggles.
Jesus did not need to learn what it is like to live on earth. But he showed us that he understands everything we face. My paraphrase from Hebrews 4:15 in the Bible.
Jesus is the person that stands before God on our behalf. He understands our weaknesses from experience. He knows what we are going through. He loves us that much.
I trust Jesus. He understands me. Merry Christmas.
