Vulnerability is…difficult, and not something I’m accustomed to. I’m scared of being vulnerable, and I would much rather hide inside myself.
But…God has called me to love, and I want to love like Him. That means opening myself up; being vulnerable, allowing myself to be “seen” when I would honestly much rather go unseen.
That means putting the needs of others above my own and helping them bear their burdens.
That means possibly experiencing hurt, which I have ran and hid from for so long.
Jesus was God in the flesh, and yet He was so open. Like a man, He was vulnerable. Yet He didn’t hide, run, or turn a blind eye. He reached out to the sinner, the outcast, the forgotten. He was hated, mocked, spat upon, beaten, and ultimately crucified.
He hung on the cross for you and I.
That kind of love—sacrifice, vulnerability—I can’t begin to fathom. It makes me realize how selfish I often am. I run and hide from trouble and pain; but Jesus, He looked it straight in the face. He could have saved Himself, but He chose to save us instead.
I realize how lacking in that I am. Still, there is hope for every one us, no matter how fallen we are. We have Jesus, and He is our ultimate example of love.
Selflessness. Sacrifice. Openness. Vulnerability. Humility.
Strength. It takes strength to love without conditions, to put yourself out there, especially when you have been hurt.
But Jesus. He is able. He can show us—He can give us the strength—to love as He has loved us.
Dear Jesus, please forgive my fear and selfishness and help me to love as You have so deeply loved me. To not fear vulnerability.