1.4.13

Hi! It has been a few days since I have been "functioning"  I tried to write my blog but the medication I was taking, not really good for focusing and clear typing.  Of course as I type this, My ear is throbbing, Mackenzie has come out twice now almost an hour past bedtime and Jordan four times and has been BARKING so bad, you would think he has not been on an antibiotic for three days now.
I want to thank PB for an awesome introduction to the book club.
An interesting question was posed.. If Jesus appeared how would you react? I believe I would hide.  Not necessarily out of complete fear, but out of what or how should I act?  I am that way with many people already so I have no doubt..lol -side bar-
Unlike my daughter who I am very proud of tonight.  She knows what she does not want and although she is also acting out in other ways, she is being pretty vocal about what she does NOT want to do.  I was listening to her on the phone tonight and she was excited talking about her upcoming responsibility.  She then got quiet and got very upset.  She then said "good night, you are not being nice, I do NOT want to walk by myself" and handed the phone to her brother.  My little five year old has more guts in her now than I have at 35!  She is so capable of standing up for herself and I am so proud of her. -end side bar-
But back to seeing Jesus... the next question was have you ever actually looked into your own eyes? How many people quickly look away from the mirror? Most of us find "faults" with what we see physically and therefore do not look deeper... I had a thought about the eye of the storm.. How we all looked and watched the storm of Sandy and then when we were in the eye of the storm how we all felt?
And then I remembered a favorite movie line.. when this was asked in a movie.. "Look into my eyes.. what do you see..." to which the scared, late for class high school kid responds to the scary principal,  "A COLD DARK PLACE" Santa Clause 3....
But in all seriousness... With my eyesight I cannot look at people's eyes, couldn't tell you anyone's eye color or look into them... but when I held my children as babies I used to look into their eyes... After all you hold babies close enough, so I could see... I always thought I could see more in their eyes... like where they came from... Idk.. may sound stupid... but I always felt like my mom was looking back.
Okay I know what your thinking,  maybe not too clear headed enough for my blog...lol but really...I do believe now it was the work of the Holy Spirit bringing my mom to me when I needed to feel her there with my children.

If you are looking for an interesting thought provoking book...The Faces Of Jesus: A Life Story by: F Buechner