Hans Deventer
3rd June 2006, 07:08 AM (07:08)
This morning, we received a Christian magazine in the mail. Every now and then they send it to try and make us subscribe to it, but I am not so wild about it. It is quite charismatic.
But one picture struck me. There was a testimony of a lady in the magazine, and she was pictured in her home, standing in front of a painting. Below is the painting. (Not the best quality, but it is a picture of a picture in a magazine).
It hit me. This is a painting of Jesus I could have on my wall. Why?
First, it shows Him who He is: a Jew, a Jewish Messiah. He is not taken out of the context He lived in, He is very much a Jew among Jews.
Second, He shows love. I had to think of Romans 10:2 where Paul writes about his fellow Jews: "For I can testify about them that they are zealous for God, but their zeal is not based on knowledge." Still, God loves his people, among whom He actually dwelt!
So likewise, He loves me, though my knowledge and understanding may not be so perfect either, and I too deny Him at times in my behaviour.
Third, the picture is at the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem. The holiest of places for a believing Jew. Holy because it is all that is left of the temple of God in Jerusalem. And the place where prayers are lifted up, where milennia of suffering are remembered. The beauty for me is that He actually does meet them there.
So it is rather like a promise, that, as mistaken or darkened in my understanding as I may be, He will meet me when I look for God, perhaps in ways I would never have expected. This orthodox Jew certainly would not have expected this meeting.
In the painting, Jesus holds something in His hand. I can't see what it is. Luke writes about a man who expected "the consolation of Israel". Perhaps it has something to do with that.
All in all, this is a very moving painting to me.
But one picture struck me. There was a testimony of a lady in the magazine, and she was pictured in her home, standing in front of a painting. Below is the painting. (Not the best quality, but it is a picture of a picture in a magazine).
It hit me. This is a painting of Jesus I could have on my wall. Why?
First, it shows Him who He is: a Jew, a Jewish Messiah. He is not taken out of the context He lived in, He is very much a Jew among Jews.
Second, He shows love. I had to think of Romans 10:2 where Paul writes about his fellow Jews: "For I can testify about them that they are zealous for God, but their zeal is not based on knowledge." Still, God loves his people, among whom He actually dwelt!
So likewise, He loves me, though my knowledge and understanding may not be so perfect either, and I too deny Him at times in my behaviour.
Third, the picture is at the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem. The holiest of places for a believing Jew. Holy because it is all that is left of the temple of God in Jerusalem. And the place where prayers are lifted up, where milennia of suffering are remembered. The beauty for me is that He actually does meet them there.
So it is rather like a promise, that, as mistaken or darkened in my understanding as I may be, He will meet me when I look for God, perhaps in ways I would never have expected. This orthodox Jew certainly would not have expected this meeting.
In the painting, Jesus holds something in His hand. I can't see what it is. Luke writes about a man who expected "the consolation of Israel". Perhaps it has something to do with that.
All in all, this is a very moving painting to me.