He started out as a baby
without self-awareness –
the great I AM –
and needing to put the pieces together
as he grew; to figure out his purpose
and learn about his father.
He needed to learn a skill and trade
among his family – brothers, dad.
He began each day with no awareness
of what that day would bring, or where
it would take him.
He needed to learn how to surrender
his human will to the will of God,
how to keep doing it day after day
in the context of an ordinary life –
a tradesman in a nowhere town
during tense political times.
He needed to learn
to see God
with human eyes
and live for God, with God
in a human life.
The Jesus we saw at the end –
His few short years of publicity
and long hours of pain on a cross –
was the final result. He learned
how to live God’s life
as a human.
Which is what we need to learn;
and at Christmas, when we try to remember
a long ago event in a faraway place,
and to somehow piece it together
with our ordinary lives, so that it means
what we know it should mean,
we can remind ourselves
that he did learn,
that he knows how to learn,
and how to teach us.
And that although for us
it is long ago and far away,
it is not for him.
To God, whose thoughts are never dimmed by time,
the experience of being human
is fresh, and utterly now.
He is still learning,
as a master learns,
for and with each one of us,
how to live his life