It all happened in a moment. A memorable moment. God drew near. He didn’t come as a flash of light or an unapproachable conqueror, but as one whose first cries were heard by a peasant girl and a sleeping carpenter. The hands that held him were neglected, calloused and dirty. No silk. No ivory. No clamor. No celebration. No fanfare. God drew near… for us. In this formidable work, Max Lucado sees the Savior who walked among us through a distinctly human lens. He simply addresses those who prefer to keep Jesus out of this world, distant and fleeting: “Don’t do it. For heaven’s sake, don’t do it. Allow him to be as human as he intended to be. Let him enter the mud and filth of this world. Because only if we let him in can he pull us out.”