Yeshua, Jesus, as most people know Him, is not just a historical figure that changed the course of time. He’s far more than that. He’s living, He’s breathing, and He’s still moving through this world and in our lives. He’s not just someone we read about, He’s someone we can know, someone who actually lives inside those who receive Him. His love isn’t a memory. It’s alive.
He was born in Bethlehem, just like the ancient prophets said He was. That wasn’t random. It was promised long before it ever happened. Micah 5:2 tells us clearly that from Bethlehem would come a ruler whose origins are from old, from ancient times. This wasn’t just a small-town birth, it was the beginning of everything we’d been waiting for. The One who came to redeem us stepped into our world in the humblest way possible. And even from the beginning, His life was marked with miracles and meaning.
As He grew, the things He did weren’t just impressive, they were divine. He healed those who were sick. He touched the untouchables, the undesirables. He opened blind eyes, both physically and spiritually. He fed the hungry, not just with bread and fish, but with words that filled the soul. And through every act, every word, He was teaching us something, about the Father, about ourselves, and about how we were meant to live. He didn’t just say, “Love one another.” He showed us how.
He showed us what forgiveness looked like, how mercy works, and what it really means to care for people, especially the ones the world overlooks. Looks down on. He turned everything upside-down. And the truth is, He knew all along where His path was leading.
Yeshua didn’t just stumble into the crucifixion. He walked there knowingly. Isaiah the prophet spoke about it generations before He was ever born. In Isaiah 53, you can read it for yourself, how the Messiah would suffer for our sins, be rejected, wounded, crushed, and ultimately bear all the iniquity of the world. That chapter is a portrait of Yeshua long before anyone knew His name. He came knowing that this was the price of our redemption. And He chose to do it anyway.
Yeshua lived with that knowledge hanging in the background, and yet He still went out of His way to love. He still paused for people, touched the broken, comforted the weeping, and spoke with clarity and authority that pierced people’s hearts. His message was so simple, love God, love others, but it disrupted everything. It rattled religious leaders, it confused the powerful, and it drew the lost and the hurting right to His feet.
And then came the moment that breaks us every time we remember it. That night in the garden. The betrayal. The arrest. The mockery. The torture. The trial that wasn’t even legal. And the cross. That horrible, brutal cross. Yeshua didn’t resist. He didn’t defend Himself. He didn’t run. He took it all. Every whip, every nail, every insult. He absorbed the full weight of the curse, not because He had to, but because He wanted us free. Isaiah 53:5 says He was “pierced for our transgressions,” and He truly was. That verse wasn’t poetic, He lived it, literally. I was given a vision that showed it, in 1995.
But we know it didn’t end there.
At the end of the third night, the tomb couldn’t hold Him. He rose. And in rising, He declared victory, not just over death, but over fear, over sin, over the grip of darkness that tries to cling to every one of us. The resurrection wasn’t just about proving who He was, it was about giving us hope. It was the proof that this love, this life, is stronger than anything that comes against it.
So where is He now?
He’s here. Still with us. Still loving. Still speaking. When we open our hearts to Him, He comes in, not just as an idea or a warm feeling, but as the Holy Spirit living inside us. It’s not symbolic. It’s real. We can actually feel it. It means we’re never walking alone again. It means we carry Him with us into every room, every trial, every hard decision, every tear, every moment of joy.
And when we act with love, when we forgive, when we show mercy, when we help someone who needs it, that’s Him, working through us. We become part of His mission. We carry His light. And what’s more, when we talk about Him, when we speak His name with love, when we mention the Holy Spirit, when we tell others about what Adonai has done, He notices. Malachi 3:16 says God actually writes it down in a book. Imagine that! Every time you say His name in reverence, it’s recorded in heaven. That’s how precious our love for Him is to Him.
Yeshua’s story doesn’t stop at the resurrection, and it certainly doesn’t stay in the past. It’s still unfolding. It’s personal. It’s daily. It’s ours. He’s calling us to live in His love, to share it, to walk in it, and to never forget that this whole journey began because of how deeply, completely, and unshakably He loves us.
All we need to do is believe. And when we do, when we trust Him with our hearts and our lives, we don’t just receive love, we become part of the living love that keeps going, keeps reaching, keeps healing, and keeps drawing people to the heart of God.
Image is AI generated. The teaching is mine; written in 1997