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J esus emerged from the sanctuary three days later yet it had seemed for him but a moment fleeting. He felt different than he felt before the sanctuary. No longer the adventurous boy but the beginning of a man stepped that day from the folds of the curtain. What had he seen in Herod’s empty sanctuary? What had he felt? What had he heard? What had touched him? As he made his way from the Temple that day, he only knew that he had experienced something. Encountered Someone. In the deep, quiet eddies of his spirit he knew he would never be the same.
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