The light of sunset left the room, gently
whispering, “See you tomorrow”
A room of eight
lifting up praises
inviting a Holy Presence
“Close your eyes. Picture an empty room. Jesus walks in. What happens?”
Omnipresent-
with the other seven
yet also with me
Walls whiter than snow
emptiness fills the room
except one chair where I sit
I see Him, but I’m immobile
weighted box
labeled “Pain”
hinders
He comes to me
and lifts the box with ease
I look into His eyes
frozen
I don’t feel relief
but instead, fear
In that moment
an unknown veil is removed
I saw Him, I knew Him
but through the eyes of pain
Standing to hug Him
the fear disappears
We move to the floor
open the box
and discover that my pain
had transformed
Reaching in I find
Love
Joy
Peace
Endurance
Perseverance
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What is skewing your view of Jesus? What box do you need to unpack with Him?
