Does God Need Us?

[kisstheson]

He looks awful lonely in this picture.

What do you think?

 

[NorwayUnn]

Yes, I agree. He looks so very lonely. It makes me think of that He carried ALL our burdens, sins, sicknesses ... He just took it all for us. It is us who despised Him. It is us who rejected Him and mocked Him. He walked that lonely walk for us. Nobody else could have paid the price He paid, as He was the ONLY ONE who was pure and sinfree. No man with sin could ever pay that price. It had to be JESUS. Just think of that He GAVE His life for us. Nodbody took it, as He was powerful enough to just walk away from it all. But He completed His task here on earth for us. There is no greater LOVE than that. It makes me so deeply sad to think of that so many reject Him. If they only knew what He has to offer them ... ETERNAL LIFE! Thank You, sweet JESUS.

 

[soblessed53]

hmmm,I'm not sure I would use the word need,I like desire better,LOL! However,it is a good question to make us think,Good Job,LOL!

 

[bliz]

God has no need of us whatsoever.

There's some old story about a stature of Christ without hands and the lesson is that God has no hands but ours. What nonsense!

God made the universe out of nothing! Read some of the last chapters of Job... They are incredible... We are talking about a God who made the sun stand still, who is all knowing and all powerful! He does not need us at all.

And yet he chose to create us and desires to be in fellowshhip with us - not out of need, but out of desire. That is incredible and I don't think I will ever comprehend that!

 

[lonnienord]

of course GOD doesn't need us; but HE desires us, HE wants to talk with us!! What a privilage it is to talk with HIM knowing what HE did for us ; how very much HE loves us!!

 

[visionary]

Heaven is full of the perfect, and yet He looks longly towrd us and desires us to be with Him. Simple amazing.

 

[kisstheson]

Everyone!

I appreciate all your thoughts concerning this subject. However, here are some questions to ponder...

Did God need a woman to birth His Son?
Was Jesus dependant upon His mother to nurse Him, feed Him, clothe Him, bath Him etc.?
Why did God place Himself in such a vulnerable position such as being born as a tiny baby?
Jesus said He is the Vine we are the branches. How is His fruit going to "show" if there are no branches? What is a vine without branches?

Consider the profound humility of the Godhead.

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Here's a picture of Jesus standing out in the cold and rain. The rain representing the hard hearted people who reject Him.

"Those who hate Me without reason out number the hairs on My head. Scorn has broken My heart and has left Me helpless. I look for sympathy, but there was none, for comforter's but I found no one." Psalms

Does this still hold true of Christ today?

 

[bliz]

Everyone!

Did God need a woman to birth His Son?

No. God could have sent Jesus to earth as a newborn infant, fully God and fully human, without the body of a woman. He did not choose to do so, but that hardly means that His options were limited. Remember, we are dealing with the Master of the Universe. That God chose to use Mary's body says much about how God views women, but it was not the only way.

Was Jesus dependant upon His mother to nurse Him, feed Him, clothe Him, bath Him etc.?

Same as above. God is fully capable of keeping an infant alive without the help of humans.

Why did God place Himself in such a vulnerable position such as being born as a tiny baby?

Ah! Here is the great mystery! Why would God come to earth in a stinky diaper? His incomprehensible, illogical, unrational (from our human perspective) love for us.

Jesus said He is the Vine we are the branches. How is His fruit going to "show" if there are no branches? What is a vine without branches?

Jesus said this after God's plan was up and running. If the branches were not willing, God would manage quite nicely. Remember Jesus entering Jerusalem on the back of a donkey? He noted then that had the people not celebrated His arrival, the rocks would have cried out. God's mission would have been accoomplished, but the people would have missed out on the joy!

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[soblessed53]

Good Thread,and good posts,make me feel so grateful. Thank You.

 

[alaurie]

Did God need a woman to birth His Son?
Was Jesus dependant upon His mother to nurse Him, feed Him, clothe Him, bath Him etc.?
Why did God place Himself in such a vulnerable position such as being born as a tiny baby?

Paul Harvey's Christmas Story...

Now the man to whom I'm going to introduce you was not a scrooge, he was a kind, decent, mostly good man. Generous to his family, upright in his dealings with other men. But he just didn't believe all that incarnation stuff which the churches proclaim at Christmas Time. It just didn't make sense and he was too honest to pretend otherwise. He just couldn't swallow the Jesus Story, about God coming to Earth as a man. "I'm truly sorry to distress you," he told his wife, "but I'm not going with you to church this Christmas Eve." He said he'd feel like a hypocrite. That he'd much rather just stay at home, but that he would wait up for them. And so he stayed and they went to the midnight service.
Shortly after the family drove away in the car, snow began to fall. He went to the window to watch the flurries getting heavier and heavier and then went back to his fireside chair and began to read his newspaper. Minutes later he was startled by a thudding sound. Then another, and then another. Sort of a thump or a thud. At first he thought someone must be throwing snowballs against his living room window. But when he went to the front door to investigate he found a flock of birds huddled miserably in the snow. They'd been caught in the storm and, in a desperate search for shelter, had tried to fly through his large landscape window.

Well, he couldn't let the poor creatures lie there and freeze, so he remembered the barn where his children stabled their pony. That would provide a warm shelter, if he could direct the birds to it. Quickly he put on a coat, galoshes, tramped through the deepening snow to the barn. He opened the doors wide and turned on a light, but the birds did not come in. He figured food would entice them in. So he hurried back to the house, fetched bread crumbs, sprinkled them on the snow, making a trail to the yellow-lighted wide open doorway of the stable. But to his dismay, the birds ignored the bread crumbs, and continued to flap around helplessly in the snow. He tried catching them. He tried shooing them into the barn by walking around them waving his arms. Instead, they scattered in every direction, except into the warm, lighted barn.

And then, he realized, that they were afraid of him. To them, he reasoned, I am a strange and terrifying creature. If only I could think of some way to let them know that they can trust me. That I am not trying to hurt them, but to help them. But how? Because any move he made tended to frighten them, confuse them. They just would not follow. They would not be led or shooed because they feared him. "If only I could be a bird," he thought to himself, "and mingle with them and speak their language. Then I could tell them not to be afraid. Then I could show them the way to safe, warm ...to the safe warm barn. But I would have to be one of them so they could see, and hear and understand."

At that moment the church bells began to ring. The sound reached his ears above the sounds of the wind. And he stood there listening to the bells - Adeste Fidelis - listening to the bells pealing the glad tidings of Christmas. And he sank to his knees in the snow.

 

[kisstheson]

Alaurie,

I remember reading that story a long time ago. Seeing your post causes me to contemplate the true beauty of what Jesus did for us. Yes He did become one of those birds and on the cross His wings were clipped because He chose this out of love us! Thanks!

 

[kisstheson]

His sacred yearning...

 

[kisstheson]

Despised and Rejected​

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A poem by Katherine Lee Bates​

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Homeless!​

The Living Bread​

Hungers!​

While all beside were fed.​

To their warm holes the foxes ran,​

But the Son of Man​

Had no where to lay His head,​

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Open Door​

Henceforth for all​

Hungers,​

Hearth and Banquet Hall​

For hurt and lonliness is He​

Thrust from Nazareth to roam,​

Vagabond of Galilee,​

Who is every outcast's Home.​

Need? Desire? What ever phrase you want to give it, Jesus is very hurt and sad over the milllions that shut Him out. Don't you think our love and gratitude at least comforts Him? Although He is God, He is still the Man Christ Jesus and He wept over Jerusalem.

Unrequited Love

 

[lonnienord]

Does GOD need us?
Do you need your children?

 

[Lil'_Miss_Princess_Aimz]

^^ yes, an i duno.. cuz idont have any children.. but iam still sayin yea

 

[NorwayUnn]

God is sovereign in His power. He does not need us, but He desires to have fellowship with us. That is just so awesome. Thank You, Father.

 

[Antoinette.Marie]

God desires to have us, just like we desire to have children. He wanted to create something in His likeness, so he created man and woman. He wanted something that would show His love. It takes my breath away how much He loves us.

 

[kisstheson]

He is long suffering in His longing for us.

 

[kisstheson]

This picture is entitled "The Bread Line." There is Jesus right in the middle, waiting patiently among the poor. Although He gives us so much, often we give Him leftovers, the crums from our table!

 

[angelwind]

Paul Harvey's Christmas Story...

Now the man to whom I'm going to introduce you was not a scrooge, he was a kind, decent, mostly good man. Generous to his family, upright in his dealings with other men. But he just didn't believe all that incarnation stuff which the churches proclaim at Christmas Time. It just didn't make sense and he was too honest to pretend otherwise. He just couldn't swallow the Jesus Story, about God coming to Earth as a man. "I'm truly sorry to distress you," he told his wife, "but I'm not going with you to church this Christmas Eve." He said he'd feel like a hypocrite. That he'd much rather just stay at home, but that he would wait up for them. And so he stayed and they went to the midnight service.
Shortly after the family drove away in the car, snow began to fall. He went to the window to watch the flurries getting heavier and heavier and then went back to his fireside chair and began to read his newspaper. Minutes later he was startled by a thudding sound. Then another, and then another. Sort of a thump or a thud. At first he thought someone must be throwing snowballs against his living room window. But when he went to the front door to investigate he found a flock of birds huddled miserably in the snow. They'd been caught in the storm and, in a desperate search for shelter, had tried to fly through his large landscape window.

Well, he couldn't let the poor creatures lie there and freeze, so he remembered the barn where his children stabled their pony. That would provide a warm shelter, if he could direct the birds to it. Quickly he put on a coat, galoshes, tramped through the deepening snow to the barn. He opened the doors wide and turned on a light, but the birds did not come in. He figured food would entice them in. So he hurried back to the house, fetched bread crumbs, sprinkled them on the snow, making a trail to the yellow-lighted wide open doorway of the stable. But to his dismay, the birds ignored the bread crumbs, and continued to flap around helplessly in the snow. He tried catching them. He tried shooing them into the barn by walking around them waving his arms. Instead, they scattered in every direction, except into the warm, lighted barn.

And then, he realized, that they were afraid of him. To them, he reasoned, I am a strange and terrifying creature. If only I could think of some way to let them know that they can trust me. That I am not trying to hurt them, but to help them. But how? Because any move he made tended to frighten them, confuse them. They just would not follow. They would not be led or shooed because they feared him. "If only I could be a bird," he thought to himself, "and mingle with them and speak their language. Then I could tell them not to be afraid. Then I could show them the way to safe, warm ...to the safe warm barn. But I would have to be one of them so they could see, and hear and understand."

At that moment the church bells began to ring. The sound reached his ears above the sounds of the wind. And he stood there listening to the bells - Adeste Fidelis - listening to the bells pealing the glad tidings of Christmas. And he sank to his knees in the snow.

Oh, His amazing grace and simply immeasurable humility...God became a man...thank You Lord...