My High Priest knows my weakness.

For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet he did not sin. - Heb 4:15

I just got back from the rock gym, and I’m feeling pretty weak. Weak because I climbed but also weak because I watched three seven-year-old girls campus an overhanging V3. If you don’t know what that means - they were swinging like monkeys not using their feet to climb. Ridiculous. Isaac comforted me by saying that all three of them together weighed less than me… not comforting. He just made me feel fat and weak. The car accident in December didn’t help either; however, I need to start somewhere. That starting point is weakness.

What a beautiful thought that Jesus, as my High Priest, understands my weakness. The Almighty God of the universe, who is omnipotent, understands weakness. He is not out of touch. In fact, by taking on the form of a servant, his human nature experienced getting tired, sickness, and temptation. He, however, in his divine nature, was still unbelievably strong. He did not sin like I am prone to do. I don’t fully understand how Jesus had these two natures without confusion, without change, without division, without separation. Thank you to the Chalcedonian creed for providing boundaries for me to wonder in amazement. Also, thank you to the writer of Hebrews for the reminder that Jesus knew my weakness. What a comfort. Jesus is my perfect High Priest, and the only one who can offer up the perfect sacrifice that brings me to God. Praise God.