Most of the world is poor. Most of the people on this planet don’t have cars, cable TV, cokes or climate controlled houses. Most of the people in the world don’t have health care or retirement funds. Many people in this world don’t even have basic needs, such as a healthy amount of food or even clean water. The vast majority of human experience throughout the history of this planet has been toil and struggle. Chances are, that if you’re reading this on your computer, even the poorest person you personally know is among the world’s wealthiest 10 percent. You are most likely in the top 2 percent. Most of us don’t have any idea what it’s like for the majority of the world’s poor, but Jesus knows. You see, when the Author of all, who was the Maker of the morning and the Weaver of the world first laid His head down to sleep under the stars He formed and named, He laid that tiny head down on straw in a donkey’s feed box in an old, dirty stable. There were no silk pillows on cedar beds resting on polished marble floors and surrounded by servants for the Prince of Peace. Jesus was poor. God in the flesh, who made and owns the world and could have demanded all luxury and service made Himself a homeless peasant. I love Jesus because when He could have had anything, He allowed Himself nothing. He knows what poverty is like because He lived it.
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