Masih ko qaum mein se kyun chuna gaya? Ae mere dil, tu hi bol, kyunke dil se nikalne wale khayalaat hi behtareen hotay hain. Kya is liye nahin ke woh aik hi khoon ke babarkat rishte ke baais hamara bhai ban sakay? Aah, Masih aur imaandaar ke darmiyan rishta kitna ameeq hai! Imaandaar keh sakta hai ke, “Mera aik bhai aasmaan mein rehta hai; main shayad ghareeb hoon, lekin mera bhai bohat maaldaar aur baadshah balkay baadshahon ka Baadshah hai, aur kya woh apne takht par hotay hue mujhe muhtaaj rehne de ga? Hargiz nahin! Woh mujh se muhabbat rakhta hai; woh mera bhai hai.” Ae imaandaar, is babarkat khayal ko heeron ke haar ki tarah apni yaad-daasht ke galay mein pehen le; isay yaadgaari ki ungli par sone ki angothi ki tarah saja le, aur isay baadshah ki apni mohar ke taur par istemal kar, taake apne imaan ki arzioon par kaamyabi ke itminaan ki mohar laga sakay. Woh us bhai se barh kar hai jo museebat ke din ke liye paida hua ho, us ke saath waisa hi bartao kar. Masih ko apni ummat mein se is liye bhi chuna gaya taake woh hamari zarooraton ko jaan sakay aur hamare saath humdardi kar sakay. “Woh har baat mein hamari tarah aazmaya gaya to bhi be-gunah raha.” Hamare tamaam dukhon mein hamein us ki dhaaras haasil hai. Aazmaish, dard, mayoosi, kamzori, thakan, ghurbat—woh in sab ko jaanta hai, kyunke us ne in sab ko khud mehsoos kiya hai. Ae Masihi, is bhed ko yaad rakh aur is se tasalli pa. Tera raasta kitna hi mushkil aur takleef-deh kyun na ho, is par tere Najaat Dahinda ke qadmon ke nishaan maujood hain; aur jab tu maut ke saaye ki tareek waadi aur Yardan ke charhtay hue gehre paaniyon tak pohnche ga, to wahan bhi us ke qadmon ke nishaan paaye ga. Hum jahan kahin bhi jaayen, woh hamari rehnumaai karta hai; har woh bojh jo hamein uthana parta hai, woh aik baar Immanuel ke kandhon par bhi dhara ja chuka hai.
“Woh raah meri raah se kathan thi aur siyaah; jab dukh sahay Masih ne, to main kyun karoon gila?”
Hosla rakhein! Us Baadshah ke qadmon ne us raaste par khoon ke surkh nishaan chhoray hain, aur is khaardaar raaste ko hamesha hamesha ke liye taqdees kar di hai.

Yesu apne logon ko apni muhabbat kabhi bhoolne nahin de ga. Agar woh saari muhabbat jo unhon ne ab tak paayi hai kabhi faramosh hone lage, to phir woh apni taaza muhabbat ke saath un ke saath mulaqat karne ke liye aa jaayega. Woh kehta hai, “Kya tum meri saleeb ko bhool gaye ho? Main phir se tumhein us ki yaad dilaaoon ga; kyunke main apne dastarkhwaan par khud ko tum par az-sar-e-nau zaahir karoon ga. Kya tum woh sab bhool gaye ho jo main us azli mashawrati majlis mein tumhare liye kar chuka tha? Main tumhein us ki yaad dilaaoon ga, kyunke tumhein aik musheer ki zarurat hai, aur tum mujhe apni pehli aawaaz par tayyaar pao ge.” Maaen apne bachon ko apni yaad bhoolne nahin detin. Agar larka Australia chala gaya ho aur ghar khat na likhe, to us ki maa likhti hai, “Kya mera bacha apni maa ko bhool gaya hai?” Phir wahan se aik sheereen khat wapas aata hai jo saabit karta hai ke woh pyaar bhari yaad-dehaani raayegaan nahin gayi. Yesu ke saath bhi aisa hi hai; woh hum se kehta hai, “Meri yaadgaari ke liye aisa hi kiya karo,” aur hamara jawab hota hai, “Hum tere ishq ka tazkira mai se zyada karen ge,” ya‘ni hum teri muhabbat aur us ki be-misaal tareekh ko hamesha yaad rakhen ge. Yeh utni hi qadeem hai jitna woh jalaal jo duniya ke paida hone se pehle Baap ke saath tere paas tha. Ae Yesu, hum teri us azli muhabbat ko yaad karte hain jab tu hamara zaamin bana aur hamein apni mansuba ke taur par apna liya. Hum teri us muhabbat ko yaad karte hain jis ke sabab tu ne hamari khaatir apni jaan dene se bhi daregh na kiya—woh muhabbat jo waqt ke poora hone tak us qurbani ke khayal mein magan aur us ghari ki mushtaaq rahi jis ke baare teri muqaddas kitaab ke toomar mein tere haq mein likha tha, “Dekh, main aata hoon.” Ae Yesu, hum teri us muhabbat ko yaad karte hain jo Bait-lahm ki charni se le kar Gatsmani ke baagh tak teri paakeeza zindagi mein hum par zaahir hui. Hum god se gor tak tere naqsh-e-qadam par chalen ge, kyunke tera har qaul aur har fa‘l teri muhabbat se sarshaar tha, aur hum teri is muhabbat mein khushi manate hain jise maut bhi khatam na kar saki—teri woh muhabbat jo tere jee uthne mein aik mash‘al ki tarah roshan ho kar chamki. Hum muhabbat ki is bharkti hui aag ko yaad karte hain jo tujhe tab tak khamosh nahin rehne degi jab tak tere tamaam barguzida log salaamti se apne apne makaanon mein na pohanch jaayen, jab tak Sihyon jalaal na paaye, aur Yarooshalim aasmaan par roshni aur muhabbat ki apni abadi bunyaadon par qaayim na ho jaaye.