Friday, January 20, 2006

Seeing Jesus

Little Brother has come to the conclusion that one of the priests at our church is Jesus.
He also thinks that Father lives in the church, but that's another story--and a completely normal thing for a three-year-old.
Father has always greeted Little Brother wherever he sees him, with a smile and a handshake. He has welcomed him in church, given him a quick blessing in the Communion line, and laughed when he escaped the pew one weekday, made a break for the altar and sat down quietly next to Big Brother, who was an altar server during that Mass. He has praised Little Brother for "helping" the altar servers by following them to the Sacristy after Mass on Sundays, and carrying the finger towels for them.
Father thinks it's funny that Little Brother considers him to be Jesus, and he has asked for his "little disciple" when he's seen me without my small companion.
I think Little Brother has a wonderful gift--the kind of gift that we lose as we get older, and more cynical, and have been let down a time or three. But it's a gift that we all can have, if we let ourselves have it: the gift of seeing Jesus in others.


Anonymous said...

I hope that we are all as gifted as Little Brother...Thank God that you are able to see through his eyes as you endure this current trial...

Christine the Soccer Mom said...

Oh, this is so sweet! :)

Anonymous said...

This is truly a gift-really, so precious. What is even more of a gift is to be able to not only see Christ in those around us, but ultimately, to see other's as Christ sees them; this is the road to grace and forgiveness and ultimately seeing God's hand in a discouraging situation. Heb 12:1-4
My heart aches when I read about your school and leaving your parish. My prayers are with you.