Jesus was a true human being, just like you and me. But there was something more. He was the Word made flesh, the unique God-man, the King of the universe who came down and got low for us. Jesus did not come to spread social justice, but to live the life we ought to have lived, then to trade his perfect life for our rotten ones. That trade happened on a wooden cross on a crop of rock outside the walls of ancient Jerusalem—a place the locals called Golgotha, the skull.
