Then God said, ‘Let us make man in Our image, according to our likeness, … .’ So God mad man. in the image of God He made him; male and female He made them.
Genesis 1:26, 27
How foolish I am! How can I venerate and give honor to the saints on the wall and not show like love to the person on the street? How dare I honor the Holy Theotokos and harbor lust for the girl I did not marry?
What is a holy icon but a window and portrait of God’s greater glory? Was it not by the hand of the painter that we have these windows? Perhaps by the skill of a wood-carver and other craftsmen that we possess such items as reminders of the love of our Lord?
And yet God made the perfect icon when he made men and women. In his image and likeness we are fearfully and wonderfully made. With his breath of life we are all living souls. Here is the icon I should honor and kiss in holiness. Here is the image I should hold as evidence of God’s compassion and mercy.
Yet this is the icon that I hold in contempt. I suspect it a thief and liar. I condemn it for its flaws and imperfections. I abuse it as a toy only fit for my pleasure and whims. This icon which was not made by a man’s hands. This image of God and made by God. This likeness of which I am. I am their brother and I have shown them fear, hate, and lust.
Lord, have mercy! Lord, have mercy! Lord, have mercy! I am the chief of all sinners!
Forgive my calloused thoughts and harsh words toward my fellow-man. May the power of the Holy Spirit cleanse my heart and mind of wicked desires. Let me hold high the value of each man, woman, boy, and girl. We are the icons that you made. Let us honor and love one another as such.