The Kiss

I am moved by this story as told by Richard Selzer.

I stand by the bed where a young woman lies, her face post operative, her mouth twisted in palsy; clownish.  A tiny twig of the facial nerve, the one to the muscles of her mouth, has been severed. She will be thus from now on. The surgeon had followed with religious fervor the curve of her flesh; I promise you that.  Nevertheless, to remove the tumor from her cheek, I had to cut the little nerve.  Her young husband is in the room.  He stands on the opposite side of the bed, and together they seem to dwell in the evening lamplight, isolated from me, private.  Who are they, I ask myself, he and this wry-mouth I have made, who gaze at and touch each other so generously, greedily?
  “Will my mouth alway be like this?” she asks.
  “Yes,” I say, “it will be.  It is because the nerve was cut.”
  She nods and is silent.  But the young man smiles.  “I like it,” he says, “It is kind of cute.”
Unmindful, he bends to kiss her crooked mouth, and I am so close I can see how he twists his own lips to accommodate her, to show her that their kiss still works.  

Did not God, our Heavenly Father, accommodate Himself to us?  God saw mankind scarred with sin. He didn’t turn away in disgust, leaving us in our misery. Rather, He bent down and kissed us with love and forgiveness.

Isn’t that what John 3:16 and 17 are all about?  “For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.”    NIV

Love Him who first loved you.

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