Be Like Jesus

"We're all different, yet we're all the same. Our sameness is Jesus. Selah."

WE CAN’T ALL BE JESUS. I mean, we’re supposed to all be Jesus, all of us puzzle-pieced together, but individually, we’re not all going to be Jesus. Yet, at the same time, we’re supposed to look like Jesus. We don the armor of God, oorah, and from the back, “Wait? Is that Jesus?” Or from the side or from the front. Okay, okay, we’re supposed to sound like Jesus. What He’d say, how He’d say it, we also say it and everyone’s like, “HE’S BACK! No wait, that’s Suzanne.”

Kinda of like when David looked so much like Saul and there’s Goliath, “Blah! BLAH-BLAHBIDDTY-BLAH-BLAH!” and David’s, “Eh, SHUDDUP,” and not wearing anything of Saul’s because it didn’t fit. Okay, that’s not an accurate analogy and yet it paints a picture. David couldn’t be King Saul. Saul was tall, and that’s not all. David was David. Minister Dutch Sheets pointed out that the description of David to the prophet Samuel can also mean David was illegitimate. He was so small in importance and overlooked, his father didn’t even think of him as his son to include him. Yet, in God’s sight, he was big-huge-big.

Saul was tall but David had stature. The servants of Saul described David as valiant. That’s the same word used of the virtuous woman in Proverbs 31. Virtuous is valiant, valiant is virtuous. It was the size of his heart that God saw. Here was a king who would model himself after God on behalf of God, and from David would come the Messiah. I wonder what that meet-and-greet was like in heaven. David looked like Jesus, Jesus looked like David.

“Then answered one of the servants, and said, Behold, I have seen a son of Jesse the Bethlehemite, that is cunning in playing, and a mighty valiant man, and a man of war, and prudent in matters, and a comely person, and the LORD is with him.” (1 Samuel 16:18)

“And when he had removed him, he raised up unto them David to be their king; to whom also he gave testimony, and said, I have found David the son of Jesse, a man after mine own heart, which shall fulfil all my will.” (Acts 13:22)

Father Abraham had two sons, two sons had Father Abraham. Ishmael was one of them. Isaac was two. So let’s just praise the Lord … Second, that is, Isaac arrived second, but he was first. Ishmael was also Abraham’s son, but he didn’t have the promise of God on his life. Abraham was also old when Ishmael was born. He shouldn’t have been able to conceive him either, yet just because his body was healed and working like it should in order to conceive Isaac, did not give Ishmael rights to be Abraham. And Abraham tried to get God to bless Ishmael instead. He begged and pleaded, going so far as to also circumcise him in hopes he’d somehow fit in. But Ishmael was not Abraham. Isaac was Abraham.

“And Abraham said unto God, O that Ishmael might live before thee! And God said, Sarah thy wife shall bear thee a son indeed; and thou shalt call his name Isaac: and I will establish my covenant with him for an everlasting covenant, and with his seed after him.” (Genesis 17:18-19)

We are all supposed to look like Jesus, to sound like Jesus, and to do the work of Jesus. But the plan was (is) for each of us to do the part He’s given us to do. If you’re the armpit, then I might be the nose and Joe Schmo might be the toenail and Betty Schmetty is the neck hair, but Joe can’t go where Betty is ready, and Betty ain’t able to do what Joe will Schmo. We’re all different, yet we’re all the same. Our sameness is Jesus. Selah.

Our differences are Papa Spirit. He’s an earthquake and a whisper. The fourth man in the fire and a hand on the wall. The cloud by day and the fire by night. He’s in every single child of God at the same time and yet in each of us individually. He’s why Jesus did what He did on the earth, healing the sick and giving sight to the blind, acts of compassion, and why Jesus could be so bold as to call the Pharisees hypocrites and vipers then flip over the moneychangers tables in the midst of the temple. Bird feathers everywhere.

He’s why Jesus had the strength to die. We must look like Jesus. We must act like Jesus, who knew that death was not the end of Him, but that He was the end of death.

“We each have different talents, gifts, abilities, experience and perspectives, in harmony with how God’s graciousness has worked in our lives.” (Romans 12:6, Remedy)

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Suzanne D. Williams, Author
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