So often in Rome, I find my soul longing for Jesus. The buildings are beautiful. The people are inviting. The food is delicious. The nature is stunning. But all over the city Jesus in depicted on the cross. All over the city Jesus is on the walls. He is not in the hearts of the people.
I have a temporary roommate who has been working with refugees. She met
one this past week who had never met a follower of Christ. They had a
good conversation and after they said goodbye, he came back and asked,
"is Jesus dead? In Rome I see him always on the crosses."
What a privilege to share with others that Jesus is not dead! He is alive! I was reading the crucifixion and resurrection acccounts in the Gospel of Mark last night and was struck again by how amazing the love of God is for us!
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