This is what was on the front of our bulletin at church this morning. What do you see?
We walked into church late this morning. It's not unusual for us to walk into church late in the morning. This morning had been a particularly difficult morning. We are potty training Calvin and I am running out of patience. In my head, I know that it will click for him at the right time. This is what happened with Laci. This is the advice everyone has told me. It is easier to say this than to live it. I am losing patience. I threw a temper tantrum while changing him. It was embarrassing as a mother to throw a temper tantrum and a diaper across the room.
By the time we got to church, I had calmed down. After dropping the kids off at Sunday School, I sat down in the sanctuary. I have mentioned before that church truly is my sanctuary. It is the hour a week that I can just let go. I am at peace. I am with God. I looked at the bulletin and saw a bunch of colors. Colored what? Colored Flowers? Maybe a fuzzy cornucopia? I was focused on the colors on the right. I could not make out what the picture was and found it to be quite odd. After a few minutes of staring, Jesus' face appeared. It was so clear. How in the world did I miss that? I spent the rest of the hour staring at Jesus' face and wondering how many other times in my life Jesus is right in front of me and I am focused on something else.