While the earth dust was on his feet, he saw the centurion fall to his knees for the sake of his slave to be healed; But the Roman empire did not yet kneel.
While the earth dust churned with each step, he saw the temple tables overturned; But the most of the temple rulers only spurned his teaching of loved that conquered death.
But what you saw with your eyes was not all you knew to be true: The empire would fall, as the hypocritical temple did too.
Jesus, you see the eternal in every action and reaction, from the widow and her two coins given in faith, to the apostle who for 30 silver coins gave up his place.
It is my prayer to have a fraction of your perspective, a slice of your vision, in my life and the world where i live. For the patience to walk, with the dust on my feet, hope in my eyes.
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