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?