Watching Jesus

Father God,

This morning I come into your throne room. I come because Jesus made it possible. I come because he willingly died for me. Before I ever even knew him. Before I ever acknowledged him. Before I ever recognized him. My sin was and is a part of why he chose to be the lamb.

My sin not in part but the whole.

All because you did not want me (us) to remain estranged from you. You did not want your people separated from you. You did not want the gap to remain. You did not create us for such. You did not create us to be on one side of the ravine and you on the other. You created us to be in fellowship with us. To be in relationship with us.

Thank you that you chose not to leave us in this place. You planned and carried that plan to its fulfillment. You sent Jesus.

Father, I watch your Son. I watch how he treats people. How he interacts with those around him. I watch how he cares and has compassion. And yes, I say watch rather than watched. When I read the words of your good news it is alive. A moving picture in Jesus.

Paul said that Jesus was the exact representation of you. The exact. And if I watch him then I am watching you. You fleshed out. You tented among your people. You walking among you people. You speaking to your people. You filled with compassion for your people. You weeping for your people. You dying for your people. And I love you even more. I fall in love all over again.

I praise you today. I lift you up as high as my feeble arms can. Strengthen them so that I might lift you higher. I want people to see what you have done and are doing. I want people to know you. I want them to know the goodness of you. And Jesus shows us.

Help us to watch Jesus. Help us to read your word and watch your Son. Help us to see you in him. And help us to see him in us. Father, I want to look like Jesus because I want to look like you.

I love you this morning.

Amen and amen.