I was working with someone this week. They were in a hard space. Their mother wanted to kill them, and their dad wanted nothing to do with them.

As I pondered how this pain would yield intimacy with our Lord, I saw.

While his biological mom has said, be it unto me according to your word, to the angel presenting her with the future of Him, she had questions. We know from the way she responded when he stayed behind to teach, as a teenager. She didn’t get Him.

But that was not a match for a mother that wanted him dead. The church, however, often shows up as a mother in dreams. And that mother definitely wanted Him dead. Here was a place where she could feel how He felt.

What about a father that didn’t want Him? We know Jesus’ brothers did not believe His divinity. Is that a match. Suddenly I thought of Simeon. I thought of His prophecy. He will be rejected by men, and through Him the hearts of many will be revealed. Yes, I can safely say that my gal being rejected by her father is a definite onramp into the life of our Lord, when he was rejected by man, after man, after man.

She wondered if anybody understood what it was like to be a bastard?

And I saw, he became one, in all ways possible, so that there would never be a bastard experiencing life that he had not experienced. I can imagine the brutality of the kids as He grew up. I can picture His recognition that the people He came to and called His own received Him not. I can picture the church wanting Him dead. I can see His brothers, trying to goad Him into doing miracles for their approval. I can see the sick, coming to get healed and wanting nothing but their healing, certainly not relationship with a man who was ‘too far out there’.

I feel the angst of it. He came to reconcile us back to Father. He left heaven for that. He experienced every pain we would ever know. And He laid down His physical life for our eternal ones.

The foxes have holes, and the birds have nests, but the Son of man has no place to lay his head.

Looked at from the lens of function, foxes reproduce in their holes. Birds reproduce in their nests. They do not live there. Jesus came to reproduce in His people, the reconciliation and love of His Father,

His own did not receive Him.

Jesus will you reproduce in me? I am willing to have you use me so that more of You is on the earth. I believe, help my unbelief. Selah.