Who knows me?

For the last couple of weeks we have been studying the epistle Hebrews in the New Testament. Hebrews is rich with teaching on how Jesus relates to the Father, to the Old Testament, to the angels, to the world, to us. Yes, I said "to us."

Hebrews 2:14-18 reads: "Since the children are made of flesh and blood, it's logical that the Savior took on flesh and blood in order to rescue them by his death. By embracing death, taking it into himself, he destroyed the Devil's hold on death and freed all who cower through life, scared to death of death. It's obvious, of course, that he didn't go to all this trouble for angels. It was for people like us, children of Abraham. That's why he had to enter into every detail of human life. Then, when he came before God as high priest to get rid of the people's sins, he would have already experienced it all himself—all the pain, all the testing—and would be able to help where help was needed."

When I meditate on this I think, this is a God that I can serve, this is why I serve the only true God. The scripture reads that he entered into every detail of human life -- all the pain, all the testing -- so that he could get rid of our sins and so he could help where help was needed. I find this so empowering for my Christian journey. To know that there is nothing that I encounter in life that Jesus has not already been through.

So, when your soul feels battered and bruised, and you sigh, cry, or scream, "Who cares about me? or Who understands what I'm going through? or Who really knows me?" be comforted in knowing that Jesus does. The best part is, he is able to help us through our struggles. Tell him where you need help and he will give you an answer through his Word and through others.