Masterpiece

Published: June 16, 2020, midnight

b'Jarrod clung to his steed, spurring it faster. Dust thrown by thundering hooves swarmed behind him.\\nHis pursuers closed in. Hair on the back of Jarrod\\u2019s neck stood on end. He breathed frantic gasps, gagged on raw fear.\\n\\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153Bravo!\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d Jarrod said, pulling off the virtual reality headset and then carefully removing the fiber-optic gloves.\\n\\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153It\\u2019s perfect,\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d he said to the vendor, Reuben. \\n\\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153You were pleased with the Remington?\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d\\n\\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153I was. Does it work on all the paintings in the gallery?\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d\\nReuben nodded. \\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153It allows the viewer to experience the very heart of the creation.\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d\\nWith greedy eyes, Jarrod studied the masterpiece. It now seemed strangely dull and lifeless. But paired with this new technology\\u2026\\nIntroducing it to museums would make him the envy of the art world. \\n. . .\\n\\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153Imagine delighting in Mona Lisa\\u2019s smile, indulging in the tranquility of Monet,\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d Reuben said, \\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153or exploring Picasso\\u2026\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d\\n\\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153I\\u2019ll pass on Picasso, thank you,\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d Jarrod said with a chuckle. \\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153Too surreal.\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d \\n\\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153Quite so,\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d Reuben agreed. \\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153Shall we finish viewing the Western collection?\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d \\nIn response, Jarrod pulled the equipment back on. It felt disorienting at first, but he soon became accustomed to the swirl of color and sound. Familiar masterpieces blossomed to life as he strolled, one heart-pounding image bleeding into the next. And then\\u2026\\nThe stench of rotting flesh slammed Jarrod. A horror of a man dressed in filthy rags swallowed his vision. Malice bore into Jarrod\\u2019s mind like a thousand stinging maggots. Terror knocked him to his knees.\\nScreaming, he ripped the headset off his head, yanking away the horror in a flash. Reuben crouched beside him. \\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153Sir, are you okay?\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d\\nBile rose in Jarrod\\u2019s throat. \\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153That artwork\\u2026it must be removed.\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d\\nThe room grew painfully quiet. Finally, Reuben said, \\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153I\\u2019m afraid you areconfused. There is no portrait on this wall.\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d\\n\\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153What?\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d Jarrod asked. Legs trembling, he stood. An arrogantly handsome face stared back at him.\\nReuben was correct. No artwork adorned the wall. \\nOnly a mirror. \\u2022 Lori Z. Scott\\n\\u2022 When he looked in the mirror, Jarrod saw the essence of himself. What was he really seeing? How does that relate to you? See Isaiah 64:3-8. \\n\\u2022 Read Jeremiah 17:9, Ezekiel 36:26-27, and Ephesians 2:1-10. If our hearts are sick with sin, who is the One who can make them new? \\n\\u2022 What does it mean to be made new by Jesus? To learn more, check out our \\u201cKnow Jesus\\u201d page.\\nThe human heart is the most deceitful of all things, and desperately wicked. Who really knows how bad it is? Jeremiah 17:9 (NLT)\\n\\xa0\\nRead Verses:\\nRomans 3:10-18, 23-26'