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What does God look like?

Dallas, Texas. Surgical waiting room. Surgery was going well. Then it happened. The words that bring terror to preachers’ hearts (well, some preachers)- “Preacher, I’ve got something I need to talk to you about.” Time freezes. Blood curdles. I bit the bullet, “Go ahead, shoot!” (no pun intended).

“My son asked me a question yesterday that I don’t know how to answer. He wants to know what God looks like.”

“That’s all?” I asked, breathing a sigh of relief. “That’s it,” she replied. “Well, sometimes God looks like you. Sometimes He looks like me.  Here is why I say that…” I quoted 2 Corinthians 1:3-4:

All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is our merciful Father and the source of all comfort. He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us. (NLT)

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When God helps us, and we, in turn offer that same help to others, we look a lot like God in their hearts and minds. So, sometimes He looks like you, sometimes He looks like me.

I don’t believe that today; I KNOW it!

Linda has just come out a winner in her fight with kidney cancer. Bruised? Look at her arms punctured with IV needles. In pain? You can see it in her eyes. But if you ask her if she’s a champion, she will answer it with her beautiful smile. No words needed.

God has been with us during this greatest surprise of our lives. We saw Him in the sweet spirit of the surgeon He sent our way. We heard Him in the powerful prayer meeting the anesthesiologist conducted in the “holding room” before surgery. We felt Him in the touch and confident encouragement of two friends who are going through their own fights with cancer.  Some friends drove long distances to be with us; a phone call would not do. You see, God had helped them in their time of need and they just wanted to “pay it forward.” We felt the breath of God in prayers from all over the USA, and from Canada, Africa, and Australia. Cards caused us to see His face. Hundreds of FaceBook comments were echoes of His tender whisperings to us.

God looked so familiar and sounded so familiar. He looked and sounded like some of you—you who have been comforted by Him, and have chosen not to keep that grace to yourselves.

When was a time you saw the face of God in someone?  Share in the comments.

Open your eyes, this week. See people through the eyes of God. And then let them see God through you. What a wonderful way to live! And for those of us who have been on the receiving end, we thank God that He still shows Himself.  Look in the mirror, and you just may see Him!

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I am a Carrollton native and graduate of Carrollton High and Atlanta Christian College. After 46 years, Linda, the love of my life, and I moved back to Carrollton to join the Southern Hills Christian Church team where my son Shannon is lead pastor. I have two sons, Shannon and Brandon, one daughter, Kristen Ebensberger, and 11 grandchildren.

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