“Perhaps it is no wonder that the women were first at the Cradle and last at the Cross. They had never known a man like this Man—there never has been such another. A prophet and teacher who never nagged at them, never flattered or coaxed or patronized; who never made arch jokes about them, never treated them either as ‘The women, God help us!’ or ‘The ladies, God bless them!’; who rebuked without querulousness and praised without condescension; who took their questions and arguments seriously; who never mapped out their sphere for them, never urged them to be feminine or jeered at them for being female; who had no axe to grind and no uneasy male dignity to defend; who took them as he found them and was completely unself-conscious.” - Dorothy Sayers
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While I am nervous for student teaching, I need to remember John the Baptist’s faith that his cousin, Jesus of Nazareth, was the Lamb of God, and that I too am unworthy to touch His sandals.
He said, “I am the voice of one crying out in the wilderness, ‘Make straight the way of the Lord,’ as the prophet Isaiah said.” (John 1:23) I think about the woman who bled out for twelve years, and her faith that touching His mantle would heal her. May I be as bold this semester, reaching for a glimpse of the invisible God. |
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