Seedlings - tiny, tender, pushing up through hard soil, forming to embrace glorious light with verdant leaves, reaching deep to a firm foundation to soak in rich nourishment. Thoughts in one's mind seek fertile soil, hoping to sprout into seedlings with potential to make a difference, to bear fruit, or at least to provide shade from summer sun.
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Caught!
She couldn't lift her eyes during the humiliation. No man was yanked from his bed to join her. Only she was pushed, pulled, carried, forced into the light of day with the secrets of the night. With eyes cast down, she saw his finger boldly etching the dirt, heard his words, "Let anyone among you who is without sin be the first to throw a stone at her." She heard the heavy thud of stones in the dirt, then words of understanding and forgiveness poured into her heart. "Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you? Neither do I condemn you. Go your way, and from now on do not sin again."
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This is one of my favorite stories--I've been the one deserving stones before. Jesus showed her grace. I bet she couldn't help but want to change, if only for what He did for her. Grace is such powerful stuff.
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