This was our interchange tonight as Hudson was going to sleep.
Hudson: Daddy, I don't want you to leave, I'm scared. I'll be alone.
Me: Hudson, you aren't alone. Mommy and Daddy are right here in the house and Jesus is always with you.
Hudson: But I don't want Jesus with me, I want you with me.
We want someone with skin on, don't we? Jesus is an idea to most people, especially people who are far away from his influence. And in the beauty and genius of Jesus' message and strategy, we are now his hands and feet, his presence to people falling asleep in the dark.
People don't want Jesus with them, they want someone that matters to them with them. To whom do I matter?