John
John, the people thought you might
have been the Christ. No way, you said, but I’m privileged to point the way to
Him.
You saw the dove, heard the words, no imagination needed there.
Even more you saw Jesus’ face at the moment heaven opened. Fully God, fully
man, yes, that was the only explanation.
What were you feeling John?
Perhaps…
Lord,
thinking of You
Easily
becomes my favorite thing to do,
You
penetrate the depth of my being,
With warmth
and a chilling thrill.
Quiet
becomes stiller,
Joy becomes
deeper,
Each day of
life becomes richer
Friendships
becomes fuller
Nothing, no
one compares,
How simply
satisfying,
Every
thought of You.
And the challenging
lessons You teach.
Greatness
dwells in simplicity,
Meaning
thrives in holiness,
Power
exists in humility.
Precious
Jesus, how true!
You considered yourself a scared,
human being, about to be beheaded. You only needed to hear again from Jesus: I got it right, didn’t I? You are the God man
personified.
Yes, yes, yes!
This treasure you found, John, you shared: Jesus is Lord of all!
Matthew
Chapter 3
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