How perfect...
I get to HOP for joy! It's a blog hop! Hosted by the amazing ladies, Kyra Lennon and Clare Dugmore!
Oh my! So many things give me joy~ my husband, my kids, my critters, my family, my peeps~
but if I had to pick my single most super-special source of jubilus joy, I have to pick this guy:
Yep. That's Jesus.
Well, it's a picture of Jesus. And I love it! It reminds me of when I was a little girl. My church had the huge stained glass windows, and on one of them was a depiction of the happiest, sweetest looking Jesus hanging out with fluffy white sheep.
I loved that scene. Loved it so much in fact, my poor parents had to put up with my incessant demanding, "I wanna play with Jesus!!"
I'm sure they got a little anxious...I mean come on, your normally sweet tempered, angelic child (I can get away with that...my family never reads my blog) is screeching and squirming, interrupting services to be allowed to leave the pew and play with Jesus.
That had to be all sorts of "I see dead people" kind of creepy.
Eventually they realized young blondie just wanted to go climb into the stained glass window and hang out for a while.
Whew! Nothing abnormal about that.
Now, don't mistake that as me saying I am very good at being religious. Or even very good at being good.
Heck, my son's friend came for dinner, paused to bless his food, and I scared the daylights out of him by asking if he had a seizure. No, I wasn't making fun of the kid. I was feeding a bunch of boys...assembly line style...and he took the plate and paused right there, bowed his head, and did his blessing. Me, being the shoddy religious observer that I am? My first thought was, "Oh no! Petit mal!"
Obviously, I'm never going to win the devoutest Christian award, but I am devoted. Not so much to the religion, but to the holy triad...the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost. He's my buddy.
Ever have a friend who's kinda dorky and predictably screws up, but you still love them?
That's me. I'm Jesus's dorky friend.
(I can see Him now, He's shaking His head and saying, "She said dork and Jesus all in the same post. I'm gonna be pestered by Evangelicals all day long now.")
To wrap it up...and to say adieu to a great man...in the words of Pope Benedict XVI:
"The fact that the Lord can work and act even with insufficient means consoles me, and above all I entrust myself to your prayers."
