kissingface

A few Sundays ago as we were getting ready to go to church, I picked up my five year old, hugged him, and asked, “Are you ready to go to worship?”

He smiled and nodded, gave me a kiss on the cheek and then said something which he will never recall, but which I will never forget. He said,

I just kissed you and God at the same time.”

I’m not sure what he, in his five year old reasoning, meant to convey by that statement, but I have been thinking about what God could have meant by it ever since.

Because I’m a Christian, my body quite literally houses the Holy Spirit (Romans 8:9-11, I Corinthians 3:16-17, I Corinthians 6:19-20), so in a way, what my son said was true.

The last part of I Corinthians 6:20 says that because the Holy Spirit lives in me, I’m to glorify God in my body. Everything my body says or does is supposed to point people to God, so that when they look at me, they see Him.

Wow. That’s a pretty heavy duty responsibility. Am I doing that?

Unfortunately, the answer is “no” more often than I care to admit.

I want to live that way, though. I want people to feel God’s healing in my touch, hear His kindness in my voice, experience His forgiveness in my embrace. Because I’m the only Jesus some will ever see, I want to be Jesus to them.

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