Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Neither Do I, Part 2

A plainly dressed Jewish Rabbi was the principle character of consideration.  He had not moved for 90 slow seconds.  He stood.  Deep, painful questions spread across His savory gaze.  She was a beautiful woman and He noticed her beauty.  Her painted appearance did not disguise the hidden wonders of her long ago humanity.  The wasteland held treasures no man had ever perceived.  
God-fearing grief circulated her anatomy.  Very uncomfortable.  Her flesh tingled and she cast her gaze to the dirt she had been thrown upon, not daring to lift it.  The hot anger smoldered and halted in a short puff.  It billowed away as a feminine warmth brought strange tears to the artistic black rim around her eyes.  Shivers went up and down her spine.  She felt a perplexing shame and could perceive suggestions of pure affections towards her.
“Get up women!”  A forceful hand propelled her upward for further lawful disgrace.  A bright blush of foolishness rushed into her skin.  The Rabbi was still looking… .thinking something.  She could feel His thumb reach up under her dark hair and brush the tear away… .yet, He hadn’t touched her.  He had not come one step towards her.  She could sense a whisper of concern render righteous intentions in her ears… .yet, He had said nothing to her.  He had not spoken to anyone in the square. 
“Jesus bent down and wrote with his finger on the ground,”  What was He writing?  A sizzle of conversation stirred.  His finger dragged and scribbled in the dirt.  Doodles?  Really?  At a time like this?  The Pharisees balked with annoyance.  “She has broken the seventh commandment.  The Law of Moses demands that we stone her.  You who say you are the Son of God!  Who claim to uphold our Law!  What do you say to this?!”
  And as they continued to ask him, he stood up and said to them, ‘Let him who is without sin among you be the first to throw a stone at her.’  And once more he bent down and wrote on the ground.  But when they heard it, they went away one by one, beginning with the older ones, and Jesus was left alone with the woman standing before him.  Jesus stood up and said to her, ‘Women”…
The adulterer did not move.  Even the blood stood still in her limbs.  The oxygen thinned in her consciousness and she nearly fainted as a lilting voice apprehended her from a timeless distance.  “Woman where are they?  Has no one condemned you?”
She looked up slowly.  Her vision swam about the barren arena.  A multitude of stones in various sizes and shapes were scattered across its floor leading all the way up the temple stairs.  “No one Lord,” she whispered.  Like a dream, her adulterous life had become a past accusation.  “No one.”
Jesus  looked at her.  She looked at Him.  She felt sorrow.  Very, very sorry for the first time in a long time and she felt very, very washed away.  “Neither do I condemn you” He paused.  She pulled her garment closer.  She straightened and brushed her hair behind her ears.  She stood before the Son of God.  “Go, and from now on sin no more.” 
John 8:6-11.

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