This is What We See: See the Lamb

Sometimes, when the world feels too loud, too cruel, too uncertain—we need to be reminded where to look. This Sunday, we look to the center of the vision. Not to the noise. Not to the chaos. Not to the thrones of power or the fear that circles our hearts. 

We look to the Lamb. 

In Revelation, John is told to look for a lion—the conqueror, the strong one. But when he turns his head, he sees something else entirely: a lamb, slaughtered… and still standing. 

One of my favorite scriptures is Isaiah 11:6–9. It’s a vision often read as pointing to Christ: “The wolf shall live with the lamb… the lion shall eat straw like the ox… and a little child shall lead them.” It’s a dream of peace—not enforced by power, but emerging from unlikely tenderness. 

Some days, I don’t know how we’ll ever get there. And yet, through faith, I’m convinced there are glimpses of that heaven here on earth. Not through force, ego, or control—but when we humble ourselves like Christ. When we slow down enough to notice that God’s dream for creation was never domination—it was always interconnection. 

This is the strange beauty of our faith: Power, reimagined. Victory, redefined. Worthiness, revealed in wounds. The Lamb doesn’t rule with might, but with love that bears the weight of the world. In a time of political upheaval, relentless injustice, and fragile hope, Revelation offers us not an escape hatch—but a truth to stand on: At the heart of heaven is a wounded Lamb. Not distant from our struggle but pulsing with life in the center of it. 

And I believe—that’s what we need right now. As a church. As individuals. As people wondering what comes next. What if courage doesn’t look like having it all figured out? What if faithfulness begins with turning our eyes toward tenderness? This week, come and see. Bring your wondering heart, your restless spirit, your aching hope. The Lamb is still standing. Still calling us into song. Still holding the future. 

This is what we see: Wounded love. Risen life. A new song beginning. See you Sunday. 
 
 

Peace, 
Pastor Katie