"I heard the fictitious story of a woman who was told in a dream that she would meet Christ at a specific time that afternoon. Sure enough, in her dream the doorbell rang at the precise time anticipated. But on the other side of the threshold stood a man of such frightening ugliness that she could hardly look at him."You're not Jesus," she exclaimed. "No," he said, "but I'm the Jesus other people see in you."
Jim Elliff
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