"When we look through the eyes of Jesus, we see new things in people.

In the murderers, we see our own hatred.

In the addicts, we see our own addictions.

In the saints, we catch glimpses of our own holiness.

We can see our own brokenness, our own violence, our own ability to destroy, and we can see our own sacredness, our own capacity to love and forgive. When we realize that we are both wretched and beautiful, we are freed up to see others in the same way…

When we have new eyes, we can look into the eyes of those we don’t even like and see the One we love. We can see God’s image in everyone we encounter. As Henri Nouwen puts it, 'In the face of the oppressed I recognize my own face, and in the hands of the oppressor, I recognize my own hands. Their flesh is my flesh, their blood is my blood, their pain is my pain, their smile is my smile.'

We are made of the same dust. We cry the same tears. No one is beyond redemption."

-Shane Claiborne, the Irresistible Revolution