One of the sweet things, the cub, posed a question for the ages. "Does Jesus still have His horns?" Taken aback, I questioned his line of thought. Lord doesn't have horns, I responded. "Yes, He does," he responded. "The ones in His hands. The sharp pointy things." Mouth of babes, wisdom of angels.
Great anecdote for something before the flock. It goes to the heart of all questions: is Lord who He says He is? Is He still dead? Is He still upon that stained cross? Is He risen? Is He greater than death? Is He truly the Messiah? Does He still have those horns in His hands?
The answer is a very clear no. Still pierced, no doubt. But no longer there, poised in pain above a hill. Instead, risen, alive, greater than the ruler of this world. What you believe about His hands, what you believe about what may or may not still be in them, what you believe about who He is -- in those questions lie eternity.
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