(It kind of reminds me of the punch line to a story in which curious American female tourists ask a Scotsman attired in the traditional kilt while tending sheep upon a hill, “Pardon me sir,” she asked, curious about undergarments. “Is anything worn under there?”

“Nay, lassie,” he replied. “Everything’s in perfect working order!”)

Teen-aged males have nocturnal seminal emissions, otherwise known as “wet dreams.” Healthy males (at all ages) have erections during sleep.

Now, was Jesus all man? If so, He had to have had every one of those physiological experiences (including pooping in His ‘holy’ diapers. Gives an entirely new meaning in context to the utterance “Holy Shit,” now, doesn’t it?) I trust He did experience EVERYTHING I do, and will. Or else, He could not have been, nor could continue to be the perfect sacrifice and atonement for my sins. (Not that erections are sinful. It’s what we do with them, our mindset, if you will, that determines whether or not our actions are pleasing in His sight.)

However, where we get things mixed up is that we have unmet needs that He did not have.

He was like us in all ways, yet unlike us as well. Like the fictitious characters actors Dan Akroyd and the late John Belushi played in ” The Blues Brothers,” He too, was “on a mission from God.”

He knew His calling. So many of us don’t. We are born with a problem… sin. He was not. Though He was assailed by sin, He conquered it and the grave. He knew his mission from early on, vis a vis His remark at age 12 to mother Mary and step-father Joseph that “wist ye not that I must be about my Father’s business?”

I’ve heard it said that sin is a matter of our not trusting in God to supply our needs. Doubtless, Christ had to do the same - trust His Father to supply His needs. Yet how to account for a relationship that was already in effect (the fact of His sonship to God the Father) when he visited Earth? It gave dimension and depth to His experience.

I marvel at the miraculous nature of it all, and am thankful that He is now my Father too!

“Hello, Dad? I’ve got this problem, You see, and I was wondering…”

There are 3 good arguments that Jesus was Black:
1. He called everyone brother
2. He liked Gospel
3. He didn’t get a fair trial

But then there are 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Jewish:
1. He went into His Father’s business
2. He lived at home until he was 33
3. He was sure his Mother was a virgin and his Mother was sure He was God

Of course there are 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Italian:
1. He talked with His hands
2. He had wine with His meals
3. He used olive oil

And as well there are 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was a Californian:
1. He never cut His hair
2. He walked around barefoot all the time
3. He started a new religion

There are also 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was an American Indian:
1. He was at peace with nature
2. He ate a lot of fish
3. He talked about the Great Spirit

But then there are 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Irish:
1. He never got married.
2. He was always telling stories.
3. He loved green pastures.

But the most compelling evidence of all - 3 proofs that Jesus was a woman:
1. He fed a crowd at a moments notice when there was virtually no food
2. He kept trying to get a message across to a bunch of men who just didn’t get it
3. And even when He was dead, He had to get up because there was still work to do

Tom - I too have come across the term “ejaculations” in the manner you are talking about, and it conjured up my inner junior higher as well. If I remember correctly I have encountered this term in phrases such as, “Spirit inspired ejaculations” or “render holy ejaculations unto the Lord”.

I have a similar love/hate relationship with Martin Luther. Having been around seminary students for over a decade now I can see why Luther can be both royal prick and holy fool for God. I like a theologian I can have a drinking contest with and then argue what the spirit of the word means at the same time….but dammit he was a son a bitch when it came to German peasants and jews.