As I read the Word, scenarios and stories appear as pencil sketches; vague and dim with subtle yet noticeable outlines. David in a jumping freeze frame as he welcomes the Ark of the Covenant back to Israel. Mary of Bethany sitting before a Jewish Man, eyes intent on Him. Ox, man, eagle, lion seraphs mid-flight around a glistening, burning Throne.
Luckily a pencil sketch begets a colorful oil painting.
The oil painting begets a 30 second moment of action.
A video clip begets a feature length film complete with subtitles.
Film begets real life.
Real life.
Real life on the glassy sea, surrounded by multitudes wearing a white linen robe praising the Lamb for His worthiness.
I’m grateful for the pencil sketch. It’s better than an empty canvas.
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