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The word this week is crowd.
I have a love/hate relationship with crowds.
I love that I can disappear into a crowd, be anonymous, solitary.
I hate that I cannot see over the crowd (I’m the size of an average 11 year old girl), be moved by it, squished.
I’m glad the Lord was able to see me in the crowd of humanity, like Zaccheus up in the tree, He called my name, I heard His voice. Me, miraculously plucked from the crowd.
Before Jesus, I truly hated the crowd. Now? The love/hate relationship is inching toward an uncomfortable comfort. This is progress. God is good.