He came for the Broken
Jesus didn’t arrive with royal fanfare or parade through the streets. He came into the world quietly—born in a stable, laid in a manger, welcomed by shepherds and a few who recognized the miracle. From the beginning, His story was one of humility, not status.
In His ministry, Jesus didn’t seek out the noble, the powerful, or the religious elite. Instead, He walked among the outcasts—the broken, the forgotten, the troubled. He ate with sinners, touched lepers, and welcomed those society had pushed aside. It’s striking that He didn’t start with those in charge, but with those considered unworthy. Through them, He revealed a truth we often miss: grace isn’t earned—it’s given, freely, at every level.
One of the most powerful moments in the Gospels is when Jesus reveals He is the Messiah—not to a king or priest, but to a Samaritan woman at a well. A woman with a complicated past, from a people despised by the religious establishment. That moment shattered social and spiritual boundaries, showing the radical inclusiveness of God’s love.
It reminds me of the song “The Lost” by Jelly Roll. It’s raw, real, and honest—about finding God not in stained glass and steeples, but in pain, in struggle, in life on the edge. It echoes the truth that God meets us in the messy, not just the polished.
It begs the question: how do we see the world? Who do we believe is worthy of God’s love? Do our judgments reflect Christ, or does our love?
I believe Jesus started with the broken to show the world what faith can do through “the least of these.” Because in the end, we are all broken—some more visibly than others—but none beyond the reach of grace.
And maybe that’s the point. God’s love isn’t about who we’ve been. It’s about who He is.
