Valentine tried to give me her germs today. Because I felt sick, and she felt well. Wouldn’t it be great if that’s how germs worked?
My wife wisely pointed out that that’s how Jesus worked. When people touched Jesus, he didn’t get their uncleanness, sickness, or sin–they got his holiness and healing.
And in the end (or is it just the beginning?), he took all our sin and it died with him on the cross, and we in turn were given all his righteousness.
Valentine’s response? “I want to be like Jesus.”