Jesus stands at the end of main street

By Jan Davis
Special to The PREVIEW

The little church is a landmark in eastern Oklahoma. It stands at the end of main street in a small town. Located on the wrong side of the tracks, it has been a beacon of hope for decades. The plate glass entrance can be seen as you drive west out of town. Something catches your attention through the reflection. A life-size painting of Jesus is visible when you come to a stop. He stands with outstretched hands.

Before air conditioning, music could be heard from the open windows. People were drawn by the music. The revival-style preaching brought them inside. They would enter the church and gaze up at the painting. People lost at the end of main street found Jesus within the walls of the little church. They entered as skeptics, looking for answers. They left changed because they met Jesus face to face.

I grew up in this little church. I stared up at Jesus. I looked into his eyes. I saw the nail-scarred hands stretched out to me. I felt His love.

When I find myself at the end of another road and wonder which way to turn, I look up and see His arms still outstretched. I find comfort and strength in the knowledge Jesus is the same yesterday, today and forever. This wayward traveler enters into his presence tired and weary, without hope. I leave forgiven and restored.

“Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest,” Matthew 11:28 (KJV).

Because of Jesus, I found forgiveness at the end of main street.

I love you, but Jesus loves you more.

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This story was posted on July 28, 2016.