The other night I could not sleep. So I sat down and found a version of the 1911 KJV text of the book of John and put this image together using only two shades of gray and black font to achieve the image. Actual size of the print will be 20″x20″ with border around the text. Yes, I used the full text – all 21 chapters.
This idea has been floating in my mind for the last few years, but never materialized. I saw something like it once only using a generalized portrait of Christ. I wish I could remember the name of the artist so I could give credit where credit is due. I believe I saw it at Ripley’s Believe it or Not in Niagra Falls. The image of Christ in the text is from Salvador Dalí’s painting “Christ of Saint John of the Cross” which is my favorite of the crucifix paintings that I’ve seen.
John uses the idea of light and dark all throughout his gospel of Christ. I thought it would be fitting to use this image because it has a very sacrificial feel to it as if you are seeing the real pain and anguish of the cross in the lines across His back with the weight of the world upon His shoulders. Salvador Dali also did not use blood or nails in his representation of Christ instead placing him on the cross in the midst of darkness of the world. I always got the impression that Jesus’ love for us held Him there anyway.
Here is an actual size of the text in the image above. to get a feel for how readable this actually is. Click to see full size.
My plan is to print only 100 of these on a limited basis on fine glicee 300gsm bright white, matte fine art paper with handwritten signature and print number. I am still praying about what I want to price these at. I’d love to hear what you think about these in the comments below.
Note: Some interesting things happened when I put the Gospel of John in this format. For instance, the very center where I zoomed (check the full size zoom) it has the verse “The thief cometh not for to steal to kill and destroy. I am come that they may have life and that they have it more abundantly. and at Christ’s head is the passage about “And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believeth thou this?” Also though you can’t see it in the web version, at the feet of Christ in the image, is the passage from John 13 where Jesus washes the disciples feet at the last supper. The passages about the crucifixion are completely dark.
I am tired. Tired of churches who try to be innovative by playing the corporate game. Tired of Christians who live their life putting their own interests and desires above the message of the cross. Tired of religion based on traditions that no one even knows the meaning of anymore. Somehow we’ve screwed up along the way trying to do what Christ asked of us. Jesus didn’t say to play the numbers, to build a huge building… in fact He didn’t even say we needed a building or that we had to meet only on Sundays to sing a bunch of songs and listen to some guy interpret God’s word for us.
I think there is an inkling of usefulness in many of the above things, but largely Christians today have set up an idol in the form of the church and have turned their attention from God to just the church or to catering to people who think they know what they want. This Church that we’ve set up is so much like our own brazen serpent on a stick that somewhere out in the wilderness meant something. We’ve abandoned the faith for the cheap imitation of faith.
When we accept Jesus Christ, He doesn’t just come in quietly. He ruins our lives. He didn’t come into our lives to make us ‘nice’ but rather to make us creatures of a different world.
I have a dog. Dugal. He’s a great little Cocker Spaniel who is really excited to see us when we come home from work. We’ve tried countless times to teach him not to jump up on us when we come home. Nothing seems to work. I’ve often been reminded of God in my little dog. I open my Bible to read a bit and God jumps out on me through some random verse, often convicting me of some random sin in my life or encouraging me to press on torward the mark or live a life clothed in the grace of Jesus Christ poured out for me. Often I try to do the same thing with God as I do with my little dog. Push Him away. Tell Him to get down or calm down.
Truth is, I am the one who should be running to Him, jumping up playfully needing His attention, kissing His face… only wanting to be as close as I can. He’s an amazing God who desires to give us every good thing.
May we become wildly in love with God. Fully reliant on Him, embracing the fullness of what the cross means instead of clinging to the cheap imitations we like to wear around our necks as a status symbol of who we once were before we got too comfortable.
I don’t know if it’s really a contest because there really isn’t a prize, but I’d like to see what you come up with. Write your caption for the comic below in the comments.

People will often search high and low for the feeling of being alive. They’ll do crazy things, even illegal, immoral, even outright weird things to get that rush of so-called “life”. Jesus said it pretty plainly…
John 10:10 (New King James Version)
The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.
What we “feel” can often be misleading. The things that are looking to steal, kill and destroy are not just mere things. They are lies designed to offer something that seems like what we think is “real life” but it is a facade, a fake version of the truth.

Granted, my ipod died about two months ago, but it was because I dropped it a few hundred times rather than just a software glitch.