Unfiltered Glory

Today Jesus appeared to me in the form of an overweight woman. She had asked my wife, Teresa, and me for a ride into town. I was already feeling blue when she begged us to help her. We assented and took her in.

She started to cry and asked us if we knew who Jesus was. We said yes and she began to sing to us a gospel song so loud it shook the car. I literally cried. She told us of all her suffering and pain. I just listened in awe.

It was like God got in the car and said, “I’ve got you, I’ve got you both where I want you. You are precious to me.”

We brought the woman into town and she continued to testify about Jesus and ask us about ourselves. I couldn’t say much, but she held my hand and said she would be praying for us.

I can’t tell you why, but that was one of the most profound Jesus moments I’ve had in a long time. It was uncomfortable and raw. Her language would have to be censored in Church, and yet, she spoke a clearer version of the Gospel to me than I have heard in most Sunday Masses since we’ve returned from the missionary field to the United States.

I’m still reflecting on the joy she expressed in great pain, the unfiltered glory she gave to God, and the pure peace she poured into my soul.