Behold the man, the desperate judge pleads, and my eyes widen as I reread the story. Divinity humbled, drastically. Pain heaped on embarrassment heaped on chosen meekness. I am torn between skimming quickly to get this misery over with and carefully cupping my hands to catch the love pouring out alongside the blood and water. Behold this God-man. Behold Him then, behold Him now. Slow down and look, take Him in. Behold.
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