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Wednesday, February 19, 2014
The skeptic and the Senseful
Yeshua grasps the weary hand of the skeptic, and looks into his eyes. No critical words of insult just his eyes pering into the very soul of this man. The man stays in shock, in awe of this man who he did not know. Just the look Yeshua gave to this man tore his every being apart.
"Oh lord... Leave me alone.."
The man falls on his knees and every ounce of diginity this man had accumulated crashed down as he layed down crying grasping his face with frustration. The tears peirced the floor's glowing grains of sand that numberd the stars. No words the man could say speechless. He did not need to for this Lord knew his thought.
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