Back in school, the year was off to its usual start when it happened.
You saw the French exchange student, and it was love at first sight. You were smitten. You figured out class schedules so you could “accidentally” bump into each other. A lot.
When the two of you finally spoke, you found out that English was barely a second language. You knew what to do to even have a chance. After 2 years of Spanish (very practical), your friends were stunned when you dropped it for freshman French.
Kind of like what we see in Sunday’s first reading. When God spoke with us directly, we couldn’t understand what God was saying. But because God is smitten with us, God doesn’t give up.
God knows what to do to even have a chance.
Which is why God speaks to us in a language we can understand. Through Jesus.