When the donkey walked away from that scoundrel, Balaam, she met another angel who told her she would someday bear the Messiah. Meanwhile Is wandered the Silk Road, fought on the plain of Armageddon several times, and turned mills as the years collected like fibers into thread. And when the donkey felt she couldn’t go on one more year, she was found and protected by a little Jewish girl named Mary.

In a world losing its senses and especially its sense of what it means to human, the world desperately needs a culture of being human. It is our sacred duty to be human. Human identity is not who we have become but who were created to be. Learning to be a disciple of Jesus is learning to be a human being in a world that has lost the meaning of what it means to be human or is failing at being human. A Jesus Human is a book about “being” human and “human” being.