I like the depiction in The Passion of the Christ, of the impression that the passion of Jesus had on the woman caught in adultery.
She watches him go through, what she almost certainly went through, at the hands of her accusers.
She was spared this ordeal by him.
She now watches, helplessly, unable to save the one who saved her.
How she must have wanted to do for him what he did for her, but she could not.
How that must have torn her deep inside.
It is as if she is seeing this, in play back, happening to her.
It is as if she is seeing all this in a dream.
But this is not a dream - it's real - and it is not happening to her because he stopped it happening to her.
I, too, see in the passion of Jesus, what could have happened to me had Jesus not stood in for me.
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