Do you ever have those moments when you just want Jesus to come and make it all better? I do. But now I don’t need to ask him to make it all better, I just reach into my medicine cabinet and pull out one of my Jesus adhesive bandages and he sticks to my cuts, bumps, and bruises all day long. And if wearing Jesus on your scraped elbow isn’t enough, each bandage comes with an added drop of antibiotic, so your hurties don’t become infected. Now that’s something to sing about.
I think the crucifixion would have had a much different conclusion if Jesus had been carrying one of his own adhesive bandages.
Sent to me by @theTRu