No, I didn’t see an image of Jesus on a potato chip. But, I did catch a few glimpses of him at our ragtag church this past Sunday. It’s amazing what you see when you are looking…
1. A fifteen year old daughter singing enthusiastically next to her dad. She wasn’t sulky nor did she have her hands jammed into her jeans. No, she was worshipping with abandon (0kay, it is a Presbyterian church so some of you may have to translate that a bit).
2. An able-bodied man embracing and hugging A severely developmentally delayed man in front of the congregation–as he does most every week. The man with delays was singing loudly–only one note mind you, but it was music.
3. A person many people would think has suffered enough (family sickness and death) teaching children about Jesus.
I’m sure there were many more glimpses of Jesus to be seen if I had better eyes. But, I appreciated these and thanked the Lord for letting me see him in the people around me.
Musings on Faith and Psychology 
YAY! What an awesome post! Fits in nicely with you January 4 post: “Be watchful of the better things. Look for evidence of God’s mighty hand rather than the potential for disaster. When you see his power, rejoice.”