Praise for Seeing Jesus
In Seeing Jesus, Hudson not only helps us view Christ through the quirky, surprising, and even bizarre lenses of our spiritual ancestors, but he also invites us to question the ways we remake Christ in our own image today. Equal parts visual album, historical inquiry, and opportunity for personal spiritual examenwholly intriguing!
Sarah Arthur, editor of At the Still Point: A Literary Guide to Prayer in Ordinary Time
This wise, witty, fun, thought-provoking, and erudite book includes fascinating details throughout. Whether youre a skeptic or a believer or a little bit of both, you will enjoy this wonderful ride through history, encountering charlatans, saints, and ordinary people whove laid claim to extraordinary visions of Jesus.
Ann Spangler, bestselling author of Sitting at the Feet of Rabbi Jesus
Robert Hudsons fascinating new book is a feast for the eyes, the mind, and the heart. His beautifully crafted prose and well-chosen artistic representations inspire even as they challenge us to keep our eyes open for our own divine sightings. This is a book of profound human pondering and deeply spiritual significance.
Terry Glaspey, author of Discovering God through the Arts and 75 Masterpieces Every Christian Should Know
Robert Hudsons lively, open-hearted, open-minded reflections on the lives and claims of Christian mystics invite believers to consider what these impassioned, intuitive, Spirit-driven people may have to teach us about how we live in the company of saints, surrounded by clouds of witnesses.
Marilyn McEntyre, author of Caring for Words in a Culture of Lies and Dear Doctor: What Doctors Dont Ask, What Patients Need to Say
Robert Hudson coaches readers to hike high among the spiritual pillars of old and the moderns. As a good guide, he knows where we may stumble and where we need to pause. With sure prose and storytelling, Hudson enlivens anecdotal histories of the sinner-saints who have laid claim to this gift: seeing Jesus.
Cynthia Beach, author of The Surface of Water and Creative Juices
Seeing Jesus
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The Poet and the Fly: Art, Nature, God, Mortality, and Other Elusive Mysteries
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Kiss the Earth When You Pray: The Father Zosima Poems
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The Christian Writers Manual of Style, 4th Edition
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Proof or Consequences: Thoughts on Proofreading (chapbook)
Beyond Belief: What the Martyrs Said to God (with Duane W. H. Arnold)
Seeing Jesus
Visionary Encounters from the First Century to the Present
Robert Hudson
Broadleaf Books
Minneapolis
SEEING JESUS
Visionary Encounters from the First Century to the Present
Copyright 2021 Robert Hudson. Printed by Broadleaf Books, an imprint of 1517 Media. All rights reserved. Except for brief quotations in critical articles or reviews, no part of this book may be reproduced in any manner without prior written permission from the publisher. Email or write to Permissions, Broadleaf Books, PO Box 1209, Minneapolis, MN 55440-1209.
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Print ISBN: 978-1-5064-6575-3
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To
Glenn and Julie Warners
Bryan and Linda Whittemore
Shelley Townsend-Hudson
You dont want to walk and talk about Jesus,
You just want to see his face.
Keith Richards / Mick Jagger (1972)
In all faces is seen the Face of faces,
veiled, and in a riddle.
Nicholas of Cusa (1453)
Contents
You Just Want to See His Face
And then I saw it... the face of Jesus.
She was a traveling evangelist, a chalkboard artist, one of several who were popular in evangelical circles at the time. She had stopped by our small suburban Chicago church to present a weekend series of inspirational talks.
The first thing you noticed was how unformidable she seemed: small, square built, sixtyish, with dark, somewhat dowdy hair and thick-rimmed glasses. She looked as if she could be someones great-aunt in an old photograph.
But with nothing more than a handful of colored chalk, she worked magic. Talking all the while, she brought to life colorful scenes from the BibleAdam and Eve in the garden; Jesus as a shepherd; and most dramatic of all, the crucifixion, which, as I recall, she could transform with a few rapid hand strokes into a joyously radiant resurrection.
This was the mid-1960s, and I was eleven or twelve years old. My parents had insisted that I attend these chalk talks, which our church billed as revival meetings, though they were nothing like the more vigorous affairs that go by that name in the rural South.
Although much of what happened during that weekend is lost to me now, one memory stands out as among the most haunting of my childhood. With the intensity of a Hebrew prophet and the utter sincerity of, say, someones great-aunt, she described her experience of seeing the actual face of Jesus. It was one of those moments that make you catch your breath. Everyone in that room hung on her words. She was so earnest, so inspiring.
When she was younger, she explained, shed stood at her screen door gazing out at the trees in her backyard and weeping because of her sins. She prayed a simple prayer of repentance, and in a flash, Jesus appeared. His face filled her vision, blinding her to every other sight. Whether she said it was for minutes or hours, I dont remember, but with an expression of infinite compassion, that face hovered before her, conveying forgiveness and acceptance.
Even after the initial flash, the face lingered. The image grew gradually smaller during the days that followed until it hovered only in one corner of her eye. For a month, or maybe it was a year, she could see that face in miniature, floating at the edge of her field of vision, constantly watching, sometimes stern when temptations assailed but always loving and kind. What a blessing, she exclaimed, that as a new Christian, she could think no thought and do no deed unperceived by that tender gaze.
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