To venable (verb): To randomly muse upon this and that.

Jesus Visited Us.

I’m sure he did. He came to Feltham Evangelical Church earlier in the year. He was a preacher, actually, who came to deliver God’s Word.

He may not have been a perfect Jesus, but he was certainly a representation of our Saviour. There was that in his demeanour which displayed grace and truth. Faithful to the Word in his preaching, speech and conduct. Yet mixed in with it was a beautiful self-effacing humility.

Of course, he was not a perfect reflection of his and our Lord, but surely it was there. There was something of Christ so patently there in his life. And it was a joy to be in his presence. Afterwards I was left with something of a warm-glow concerning the privilege of that experience. Yet there was no sense of him being intimidating. Rather the reverse, such warmth and welcoming-ness.

That must reflect something of what it was to encounter our Saviour. After all the children were happy to go up to Him. And he took the children in his arms, placed his hands on them and blessed them (Mark 10:16) is how Mark records the children coming to Him. There must have been something so attractive about His persona.

So I am left with two thoughts:

  • How much do I reflect Jesus in my life? How much do I portray a Christ-likeness?
  • Why was it that this man reflected so much of Christ. I take it he was a man who walked with God. He was a knower of the Word and a submitter thereto. He was evidently one who submitted Himself to the mighty hand of the Lord. He was a Christ-like, grace and truth man.

Which leads me to be looking forward to meeting face-to-face the real thing Himself. Jesus, face-to-face, now that’s something for the believer to look forward to.

And I am also looking forward, to a real but lesser degree, to meeting the aforementioned brother again.

Comments on: "Jesus Visited Us." (1)

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