In tandem with the series finale...
Final Summary (Series 1-5): The Pattern That Was Always There
Excerpt:
"See my hands and my feet"...
“For truly I say to you, until heaven and earth pass away, not the smallest letter or stroke shall pass from the Law until all is accomplished.”— Matthew 5:18
End excerpt.
"We speak God’s wisdom in a mystery,
the wisdom which has been hidden,
which God predestined
before the ages to our glory,
— 1 Corinthians 2:7
"God is in the midst of her, she will not be shaken."
— Psalm 46:5
Hidden within... the name of God
“Yod the diagonal stroke in a Z”
See: Two Witnesses
“For My thoughts are not your thoughts,
Nor are your ways My ways,” declares Jehovah.
— Isaiah 55:8-9
The yod—a mark so small it could be missed—
yet held by God as complete.
A single stroke.
A hidden point.
And still, it carries the weight of His Word.
The yod speaks of the hand—
what we do, what we shape,
what we bring into the world.
But Scripture does not leave the hand alone.
It brings us to the feet.“See my hands and my feet” (Luke 24:39),
He says—
not only to be seen, but to be known.
The marks remain.
The work is visible.
The path is proven.
yet held by God as complete.
A single stroke.
A hidden point.
And still, it carries the weight of His Word.
The yod speaks of the hand—
what we do, what we shape,
what we bring into the world.
But Scripture does not leave the hand alone.
It brings us to the feet.“See my hands and my feet” (Luke 24:39),
He says—
not only to be seen, but to be known.
The marks remain.
The work is visible.
The path is proven.
And before hands are lifted in action,
Mary sits at His feet (Luke 10:39),
where understanding begins,
where the heart is aligned
before the life is lived.
Hands and feet.
Action and direction.
Together, they tell the story of a life before God.
And still—
it begins with the smallest mark.
In an ancient fragment, the name of God appears
not fully written, but gathered,
two small yods drawn together,
compressed into a single form—
a line, a flash, a shape that could be mistaken
for something ordinary.
Yet hidden within it
is the name of God.
not fully written, but gathered,
two small yods drawn together,
compressed into a single form—
a line, a flash, a shape that could be mistaken
for something ordinary.
Yet hidden within it
is the name of God.
So it is with the things that mark us.
There are marks we receive in life—
and there are marks we carry from the beginning.
A birthmark.
A shape.
Something written into the body before memory.
On its own, it is only a form—
silent, without explanation.
But God, who forms us in the womb (Psalm 139:13–14),
is not silent.
He is able to take what is seen
and draw the heart toward what is unseen.
Not because the mark defines the meaning—
but because He gives the meaning.
There are marks in Scripture as well—
a mark placed by God (Ezekiel 9:4),
marks borne in the body through suffering (Galatians 6:17),
a name written by His hand (Revelation 22:4).
Not all are visible to others.
Not all are understood at once.
But all belong to Him.
And so even something familiar—
a line, a shape, a mark that resembles a sign—
may become, in time,
a point where attention turns
and the heart begins to ask.
The last letter of our alphabet—Z—
stands at the end,
as Christ declares:
“I am the Alpha and the Omega,
the beginning and the end” (Revelation 22:13).
From first to last.
From the smallest jot
to the final letter.
Nothing is outside His reach.
There are marks we receive in life—
and there are marks we carry from the beginning.
A birthmark.
A shape.
Something written into the body before memory.
On its own, it is only a form—
silent, without explanation.
But God, who forms us in the womb (Psalm 139:13–14),
is not silent.
He is able to take what is seen
and draw the heart toward what is unseen.
Not because the mark defines the meaning—
but because He gives the meaning.
There are marks in Scripture as well—
a mark placed by God (Ezekiel 9:4),
marks borne in the body through suffering (Galatians 6:17),
a name written by His hand (Revelation 22:4).
Not all are visible to others.
Not all are understood at once.
But all belong to Him.
And so even something familiar—
a line, a shape, a mark that resembles a sign—
may become, in time,
a point where attention turns
and the heart begins to ask.
The last letter of our alphabet—Z—
stands at the end,
as Christ declares:
“I am the Alpha and the Omega,
the beginning and the end” (Revelation 22:13).
From first to last.
From the smallest jot
to the final letter.
Nothing is outside His reach.
🌿 And so the pattern unfolds:
The jot—the smallest mark.
The hand—what we do.
The feet—where we walk.
The marks—what is carried, seen or unseen.
The end—held in Him who began it all.
The hand—what we do.
The feet—where we walk.
The marks—what is carried, seen or unseen.
The end—held in Him who began it all.
His hand is through her who is at the feet, which marks the end.
in the smallest point,
and in the fullness of a life lived.
What is written may be small.
It may be easily overlooked.
But in His hands,
even the smallest mark
can become the beginning of understanding.
"What this woman did
will also be spoken of in memory of her.”
— Mark 14:9
Many will say to Me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, in Your name did we not prophesy,
and in Your name cast out demons, and in Your name do many miracles?’
And then I will declare to them,
‘I never knew you; depart from Me, you who practice lawlessness.’
— Matthew 7:22-23
Then He said to me, “Son of man, do you see what the elders of the house of Israel are doing in the dark, each man in the room of his carved images? For they say, ‘Jehovah does not see us; Jehovah has forsaken the land.’” And He said to me, “Yet you will see still greater abominations which they are doing.” Then He brought me to the entrance of the gate of the house of Jehovah which was toward the north; and behold, women were sitting there weeping for Tammuz. He said to me, “Do you see this, son of man? Yet you will see still greater abominations than these.” Then He brought me into the inner court of the house of Jehovah. And behold, at the entrance to the temple of Jehovah, between the porch and the altar, were about twenty-five men with their backs to the temple of Jehovah and their faces toward the east; and they were prostrating themselves eastward toward the sun.
— Ezekiel 8:12-16
Then a strong angel picked up a stone like a great millstone and threw it into the sea, saying, “So will Babylon, the great city, be thrown down with violence, and will not be found any longer. And the sound of harpists and musicians and flute-players and trumpeters will not be heard in you any longer; and no craftsman of any craft will be found in you any longer; and the sound of a mill will not be heard in you any longer; and the light of a lamp will not shine in you any longer; and the voice of the bridegroom and bride will not be heard in you any longer; for your merchants were the great men of the earth, because all the nations were deceived by your sorcery. And in her was found the blood of prophets and of saints and of all who have been slain on the earth.”
— Revelation 18:21-24
The false church with the false spirit...
They have also cast lots for My people,
Traded a boy for a harlot,
And sold a girl for wine that they may drink.
— Joel 3:3
~ Peace, Love, and Joy ~
✨Addendum: The Jot and the Mark: Finding God in the Smallest Things - You are here
🔹 Closing Reflection ~ What Was Given
