Eternal life is here and now.
I have seen it
In the faces of brothers and sisters.
Here and there, a rare glimpse.
You can tell.
It's not that they look any different,
They've all got human faces,
But it's something different.
I think it's hope.
A big bright beautiful hope
That somehow permeates their flesh.
In this hope they seem to look more like Christ.
Though we all are made in his image,
They let him work in their inner being,
Bearing the light which is the mark God has chosen to give.
A gift of grace, a gift of love.
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