When I sit at the feet of Jesus, in his beautiful presence, I don’t see the face of a particular actor portraying Him or even a face painted by a skilled artist.
I see
Mercy
Forgiveness
Nail-scarred palms
Blood mixed with perspiration
Kind eyes…sometimes brimming with tears, sometimes looking upward
I see
Light
Hope
Truth
Power
Victory
I see
Rescue
Shelter
Shalom
The Way Home
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