“He has shown you, O mortal, what is good.”
And it is Jesus.
It is not what Jesus did—in the same way it is not what gifts and offerings Abel brought—that confers the righteous label of “good and acceptable” upon him, but rather who he is.
He is a way. The way. The only road in a wilderness of roads that truly goes somewhere. The other roads, instead of flat and straight, having everyone rejected the foundations of the earth, cant dangerously upright like a hulled ship and stand on their ends as tall as pines, each branch gasping in mid-air, each root plunging to hell.
He is solid and flat and straight, cutting through the gray, misguided trunks of other ways to a golden city. It's great, golden light only matched by his, the two shining one upon the other. And being this other way—this road, this Jesus, this good shown to you, O mortal, this completely transformed thing—all of who you ARE—is what the Lord requires.
“To act justly and to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God.”