Why Are We Labeled? It's Not Fair!

From the day I was born I was labeled an accident. I wasn't supposed to be born. My parents didn't mean to have another kid. I was labeled the kid who had alcoholic parents, and a mom who was a crack addict. I was labeled the kid who cried about everything. I grew up with three sisters and a mom. What do you expect? I was the kid that walked into the classroom and the other kids knew I didn't live in a stable household. How is that fair? I couldn't do anything about it, but automatically my back, my life, was slapped with a label.

Think about this... Your mom and dad were about to get married. They were only about 14 or 15 years old. Both your mom and your dad are virgins, but the next thing you know your mom is pregnant. Did your parents have sex out of wedlock? Your dad knows he didn't sleep with her, so she must have cheated on him, right? The whole town knew about it. Your dad was ticked off, upset, confused, but then an angel appeared to him and told him that everything was o.k. The angel was the one that made your mom pregnant. Ha, nobody believed it though. Your mom and your dad move away from their hometown, because instantly they were labeled immoral people who had sex before marriage.

Ahhhh...The day you were born. You were born in a stable. The smell of cow dung and horse pee seeped into your nose with your first breaths. You weren't born in a hospital, a house, or even a hotel room. You were born in the middle of nowhere outside on some hay. You were automatically labeled as a redneck. Just kidding. You grow up poor and become a carpenter. You work manual labor job by job. You live for 30 years and then start teaching people about God. You perform miracles and people follow you everywhere. Then you get beaten, die on a cross, then defeat death, and all your labels, when you rise yourself from death. That is what Jesus did.

Yes, I am labeled, but thank you Jesus for being able to relate to me. I couldn't imagine being labeled the illegitimate child, but that is who Jesus was. He was labeled worse then me.