Jesus, the Refugee
So, I've been thinking about the "flight to Egypt," that somewhat mysterious time in Jesus' life when Mary and Joseph took Him to Egypt to escape the death sentence of King Herod (Matt. 2:13-15). I say "mysterious" because these two verses in Matthew are all we know about it. I tried to measure how far it is from Bethlehem to Egypt on a map, and it was (at my very rough estimate) at least 600 miles or so. Jesus, through whom the world was created, had no home, was born in a stable, and was a refugee even as a small child. Kind of wild to think about when I realize how attached I am to this little piece of earth I call home.