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Finger paintThursday, March 12, 2015
Luke 11:20-23 Jesus carries on his person the finger of God and - holy of holies - he touches us. We are healed. Whole. Michelangelo's Father touches Adam on the Sistine Chapel ceiling, and Jesus touches me. He restores the wondrous art my Father made in me, and I am free from demons, free from garbage, free from old and smallish spoils I once held tightly to my breast. Let them go, and let the kingdom of God come upon you. He implores us. Be with me, not against me. He is quiet about this, but his certainty does not waver. His eyes are clear and he looks right into mine. There is no going against the strongest man that ever lived. The one man who gives away everything he has reclaimed from the thief in the night, bought with blood, made new every day for all his children. Sweet harmonies of the universe, returning to earth with every step Jesus takes. Let me follow you, Jesus, and sing your song, and every day be drawn by you onto the fine canvas of our Father. |