I became a Christian when I was 16. My road from adolescence to adulthood was not only marked by academic formation and platonic romances but especially by the establishment of foundations that later on would give birth to my theology of life. As many Christians, after the initial ecstasy that I faced in my conversion, I realized that there was too much to learn and understand about my faith.
For example, my first impression of Christ was that of one who is powerful and beyond any affliction of humanity (and Christianity happened to be the way to be friends with that mighty God). However, not long after that I realized that human life kept on putting me in situations of pain and such deep sorrow that this powerful-transcendent and victorious Jesus could not possibly understand. I was human after all… In spite of the religious jargon, the new circle of friends and my spiritual authority; I still hurt, I still feared and there seemed to be more questions than answers.
Soon I comprehended that it was not so bad –for I was indeed human. It was that idea what kept me from leaving everything in fierce disappointment. I realized that He made me better, a better human than I ever was. I just needed to accept that with humanity there was fragility. I was vulnerable and my only option was to depend on God to take me further and heal my wounds.
But the really glorious day came when I started to realize that the divine and victorious Jesus was not indifferent to my situation for He himself had become human. He came to earth and lived in the same condition as me. He knew what it is to laugh in joy; He felt the zealous fire of indignation turning into anger! He cried in sorrow and trembled in fear… This Jesus was not different from the glorious being that I knew first; in fact, this Jesus was also Him! He was glorious in his humanity for he lived a life of victory over sin on a daily communion with the Spirit and perfect obedience to the will of His Father. He was the real human, the man that God intended from the beginning of time.
From that day on, I cannot do anything else but praise God. The person of Jesus is not only my powerful redeemer, but He is also the man who made himself weak so that he could understand what I am going through. The fully God became fully human. He knows both, eternity and the temporality that still brings fear to humans when dead is near. He is the very Bread of Life and still he cries when a friend dies… He is Jesus, our Jesus! The Lamb of God. The God-Man who is with us and infinitely beyond us… What a wonderful thought… My Jesus is also human after all!
There is joy when we accept our vulnerability... or maybe when we don't mind it 
You are truly right! When I think of the humanity that you speak of, it reminds me of those that treat Jesus as a genie and when he fails in that order walk away from our God. the true depth of Jesus is to know that he doesn’t take away every pain and evil we face; but he joins with us in the suffering, helping us to cope, and perhaps in the future use that painful experience to show His love to another human who doesn’t know Him. His compassion surfaces through our human kindness and expression of love to others. We are no longer selfish, egotistical and angry with the world. We have learned to live within it in His Care and hopefully through His eyes.
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