Go find Andrew for me. New nets!
When Jesus appears vividly and visually in your prayers–not like he stood before Saul of Tarsus, perhaps, but like he can surprise us when we slip into a silence that comes alive visually–well, you take notice. I’ve been praying for over thirty years as a Jesus follower and I can only think of three times that this happened. Each one feels as real or more real than ordinary reality and each one is seared into my memory. Each has taken me years to digest. Thank God he doesn’t show up this way more often. I’d be on overload.
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