What Would You Do if You Met Him?

I mean HIM. The One. Who Died. To save you. And loves you. Like nobody else. Forever.
Jesus.

Yesterday I walked through that scenario. I hugged him and thanked him. He put his hand on my shoulder and we stood together for a while looking out at the water. There was a LOT I wanted to ask him, but I didn't speak, other than to ask him how I was doing. Anything else I wanted to know, somehow I knew I could wait to find out. So, we just hung out. Everything around us, all the animals, even the plants and the water, were in obvious celebratory submission to him. It was as if the trees and flowers would have gotten up and walked if he told them to. They were just focused on him.

All this came about because of an exercise we were doing in my men's group. It was deliberate. But it was awesome. And calming. And relaxing. A friend said it was good to finally know that HE "sees" me. How awesome!

Does He see you? Do you talk to Him? Do you trust Him? Would you recognize Him if you saw Him? Why don't you go talk to Him? Now.