Jesus' humanity was a very present comfort to me today, because today I was misunderstood. Although Jesus wouldn't have said what I said (His message was always pure), and although Jesus never had anything to regret (like I do), He was misunderstood. He understands my weird and helpless feeling of not being able to straighten out the message sent and the message received. He's lived it, more purely than I have and at a much more intimate level. Jesus' own disciples, his closest friends, misunderstood Him. They had a tough time getting it right, and yet Jesus was ever-patient, ever-loving.
I am so thankful that Jesus loves me, that He understands me, that even though He knows how impure my heart is, He loves me anyway. I am so thankful that in my sorrow He is there, that in my temptation He is there, that He is full of compassion and sympathy.
Chapter 4 closes with these words: "Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need."
I am so thankful that in big things and small I can go to Jesus and receive mercy and find grace. Are you in a time of need? Is there some burden you should take to Him today?