Eye Contact Grace

Cowering, afraid
Curled up on the ground
Alone in my shame
Hoping no-one sees my sin.
But they all know.
They all look down,
There’s judgement in their eyes.
So I crawl up tighter,
Wishing they would pass me by
But the crowd grows larger,
An angry mob, out for me.
Then one breaks through the crowd,
Walking to where I try to hide.
Ashamed I turn my face away,
Not wanting see the judgement in his eyes
But he kneels down
He sits beside me
He knows my story, and he sits with me!
His eyes meet mine, there is no judgement here
There is grace in these eyes.
And suddenly I know that I am loved
I don’t know how.
I don’t know why.
But I know in this moment there is grace,
Glorious grace covering all my sins,
And hope in His words as He says “Go”

{A poetic reflection on John 8, which while being the story of a woman caught in adultery, really is the story of each of us before Jesus steps onto the scene. None of us are without sin. None of us can cast the first stone. But there is grace in His eyes!}

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Pete McM

The original founder of All4God, Pete is 26, lives in Northern Ireland, is a junior doctor, Ulster fan and is passionate about Jesus