Jesus’ life is a lesson in empathy. He consistently took three radical steps toward empathy that we can learn from. He discovered the details, imagined the individual, and enlisted in their experience. My journey toward true empathy began when I visited a Nazi death camp. I have never forgotten it, and I doubt I ever will.
Appearances are a sham, and Jesus knows it. He is not interested in our pretty leaves, he wants to know what’s happening on the inside. Is our root system mature enough to reach down deep and find the water we need to be fruitful?