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Where’s my Jesus?

Did you see Jesus? Was He among the words? Did He speak to you in red letters? Do I need to upturn the black ones too? I scanned for Him back and forth back and forth between the horizons and between the punctuations and even asked four men to direct me. They said maybe turn a page or two or maybe He hid in the parables again. Will He be back when I close the book? Oh wait, He’s in my head now. I’ll tell Him to lodge in the heart later tonight.