NEW.

That gaping wound.  That life of failure, unfit, totalled.  And you watched all those people pass by on the other side of the road...         agony.  They never noticed the holy mess, as you counted all of the pieces until you couldn't count anymore.  And somehow no one could see the multiplicity of angels that were dancing above your head, hovering like glitter-clouds,  a sure sign of Divine encounter waiting to happen.

And then...   the One.  The One.  The One.  The One.  The One.  The One.  The One.  The One...

The One and Only... Jesus... who made up for all that came before.  Stopping, rushing, seeing, touching, healing, faithing, loving, re-gathering, and letting the whole world know by His actions that...

In the light of heaven, we are all worth saving.

From every angle, beauty can be seen beyond dark disguises.

And Love covers...(and knows.)

You see, God has a NEW-pen, multicolored and miraculous.  

Where there is a wound...He scribbles over, around, and all the way through it until you cannot tell how He did it but all things are a wonderful brand of bright lovely artful new.

Where there is a need...He draws concentric circles of provision around the perceived 'lack' and you watch... and He barely picks up His pen and He's drawing ongoing remedy into your readiness... and as far as you can see...those circles do not have a stopping point...every little hope has His full attention.

Where there is a minimizing...and a want of proper esteem for the very GIFT He sacrificed Himself to receive...     [YOU!]  ... He writes a new and wonderful story along the lines of your living and has you COMPLETELY convinced with only a few words...that

                                                               YOU ARE:



                                                                WORTHY

                                                         from the inside-out 

                                               and He is seeing His reflection

                                                   in your wondering eyes,

                                              His shine in your holy mess, 

                                            His perfection in your potential.  

                                               He has drawn His image 

                                          into the very heart of your matter.  

                                                    And the rest is history.

And it is all true.  What was... what has come undone... what is... what Love has colored NEW.  What is yet to be revealed.  It is like rainbow-time-travel.  Forward and back until that colorful glory-arc is made more visible and vibrant than anything else.  It is all happening...at the very same time.  That Great Artist... transforming your experience in full. Bringing you from hopeless to living color.  Yesterday, today, and forever.

And one day along your way, there by the side of the road, is another...in need of some Love-illustration.

That gaping wound.  That life of failure, unfit, totalled.  And watching all those people pass by on the other side of the road...         agony.  The others never noticing the holy mess.  But you cannot resist.  And the angels are celebrating.  And you know just what to do ...here and now and always.



Then I saw a new Heaven and a new earth, for the first Heaven and the first earth had disappeared and the sea was no more. I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, descending from God out of Heaven, prepared as a bride dressed in beauty for her husband. Then I heard a great voice from the throne crying, “See! The home of God is with men, and he will live among them. They shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and will wipe away every tear from their eyes. Death shall be no more, and never again shall there be sorrow or crying or pain. For all those former things are past and gone.”


Then he who is seated upon the throne said, 


                                                      “See, I am making all things new!” 


And he added, “Write this down for my words are true and to be trusted!”

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