when the centurion, who stood there in front of Jesus, saw how He
died, he said, “Surely this man was the Son of God!” (Mark 15: 38-39)
Sometimes the signs of the Son of God, of miracles, of eternal hope
and of life are like the torn curtain. Sometimes they are so small, so
quiet, that we pass them by without noticing.
The small signs are more plentiful, seemingly less grand or dramatic.
But they are no less wondrous.
The proof of the Son of God was so blatant and undisputable to the
centurion. But the smaller, more mundane things I see everyday are
my proof.
Gretchen W. Hargis
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