The scene in The Star when all the animals bow to Jesus gets me every time time. Same with the scene in The Chosen when St. Peter falls to his knees before Christ.
What I’m saying is, there are no words sufficient for what I feel for Jesus. I only desire to bow before Him. Only falling before Him in worship and submission even begins to express what’s felt. Even in bowing, I know He bids me to rise for His embrace. That makes me want to kneel before Him ever more.
Hail King Jesus! God in flesh among us. Our everlasting Lord and King. 🤴