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We See Jesus



"Thou hast put all things in subjection under his feet. For in that he put all in subjection under him, he left nothing that is not put under him. But now we see not yet all things put under him.
But we see Jesus, who was made a little lower than the angels for the suffering of death, crowned with glory and honour; that he by the grace of God should taste death for every man.
For it became him, for whom are all things, and by whom are all things, in bringing many sons unto glory, to make the captain of their salvation perfect through sufferings." - Hebrews 2:8-10

Dear Friends,

We see Jesus.  Jesus Our Savior.  Jesus Our Elder Brother.  He is the One who prayed in the Garden of Gethsemane that the bitter cup would pass from Him.  Yet, he yielded to the will of God by saying, "Nevertheless not my will but Thy will be done."  We see Jesus. He was betrayed by Judas for thirty pieces of silver.  We see Jesus denied by Peter.  We see Jesus mocked and spat upon. We see Jesus.  He carried the cross for our sins.  He bore the pain for you and I.  He hung on the cross.  The man in the middle. Pierced in the sides.  Nailed to the cross.

We see Jesus.  Hanging on the rugged cross. Dying a terrible death.  Perfect.  Sinless.  Yet, deciding to die in our place.  We see Jesus.  He refused to save himself.  He stayed in place until the purpose was accomplished.  "Father forgive them they know not what they do."  And finally, "It is finished."

We see Jesus, buried in a borrowed tomb.  We see Jesus sought on the third day.  The stone rolled away.  We see Jesus fulfilling the prophecy.  Destroy this body and in three days...

We see Jesus, the Living Word.  Jesus, our Life. Jesus, our Hope. Jesus, our All.

We see Jesus. His blessed face. 
We see Jesus. He took our place. 
We see Jesus. Waiting at heaven's gate.
We see Jesus!

in Christ,

Sis. Stephanie

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