Jesus upholds the weary, and yet his back is given to blows, his cheeks to fists, his beard to pulling.
The reign of God is the cause of creation and the creating force of a peaceable city.
Looking to the bronze serpent lifted high, a type of the One lifted for the life of the world, the Israelites live.
I no longer heard the word of the Lord; I looked through it.
Human freedom and divine gift are two freedoms that meet in the mystery of God’s calling.
Jesus’ love flows without destroying, gathering in its current what had been locked away in an abyss.
Looking at Jesus is to see more, not less, of what is true and good and beautiful.
Jesus, through whom all things were made, has come to glue the broken pieces with the paste of his blood.
Jesus has a destructive work to do against a plurality of destroying demons.
Unlike Jonah, Jesus is himself the Word that hooks them and pulls them from the deep.