marymcleary

Covering my angst with the soothing wisdom from my mother's prayer journals

Open Our Eyes, Lord

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Last week I received a call from my childhood friend, Ann Cocktale.  It had been awhile since we visited and I was glad to hear from her. Interesting things are always happening around Ann’s place and she wanted to share the most recent occurrence.

Like me, Ann married a handsome man who is the love of her life and each morning they share a pot of coffee and read their Bibles along with various devotional books.

One morning he glanced up from his reading to gaze out the window opposite his favorite chair. A portion of a tree’s trunk was framed by the middle pane, and as he looked at the trunk he began to see a face.

“He looked out the window for a long time, and then he looked at me and said, ‘Ann, come here a minute’.”

I didn’t know what was going on, but I looked where he pointed and after a minute or two, I slowly recognized a face in the tree trunk.”

Because I know Ann’s heart, I believed her when she told me the face looked like Jesus and the next day I drove over to her house to see.

We went into the sunroom where she positioned me correctly and then waited for my reaction. I stared out at the tree trunk, tilted my head, squinted my eyes and sure enough I saw the face Ann and her husband saw and it did look like Jesus!

Ann was tickled that I could see what they saw. She told me that she tried to share it with several others, but for some reason they couldn’t see. She and her sweetie believed that this was a sign of favor and they received it as a blessing, but she said,

“I’m going to have to be careful who I show this to ‘cause people who can’t see Him will think I’m a nut!”

In her journal Mother wrote, “As one’s eyes are more and more opened (to Him), one sees more through them and it excites wonder.”

Ann and her husband have eyes that are opened to wonder! We had a nice long visit and every time we looked out the window we were reminded of Him.

When I finally got in the car to go home, guess what was playing on the radio, “Open my eyes, Lord. I want to see Jesus”!

As Ann reminded me, “There’s no telling where He’ll show up next!”

 

Author: marymcleary

Grateful for so many things, especially the peace He gives and the opportunity to tell it to my kids, grandkids and anyone else who wants to listen. Many read my first book In My Mother's Words, and I have recently published my second book, Heart Whispers from the Old Testament. Both are the result of the prayer journals my mother gifted me her last Christmas. Those journals were full of the wisdom of a Faith Walker and had to be shared.

4 thoughts on “Open Our Eyes, Lord

  1. Awesome… Absolutely awesome… And He smiled at me puh-rum-puh-pum-pum… The gift of seeing His truth… Awesome… Absolutely awesome…

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  2. He longs to be gracious to us, longs to reveals Himself in everything in our lives, sometimes even in what others deems ugly. Once my sister in law and I spent all night talking about Him…she left the next day, I proceeded to vacuum my floor all the time dwelling on His love. All at once I felt a warm like liquid sensation like I had never or since flood my body and realized it was the love of God shed abroad in my heart overflowing in my body. I could not stand, was on my face before this love. Understanding at who it was also flooded me. It was so vivid that I called my sister in law and ask her if anything happened to her. I did not tell her what had happened to me. I have never had that happen since then but the memory is as clear as if it happened today. I did not speak in tongues, I was just overwhelmed at the love of God dwelling in me. For years I did not tell anyone, God reframed me, only in the last few years has He given me freedom to share this at certain times. This is one of those times. I believe because I was so young in the Him He wanted me to mature in my discernment and wisdom so I would not lift that experience up instead of Him. Blessings.

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    • Betty, thank you for sharing this amazing experience. Telling others should be easy, but not knowing how they will receive it makes sharing tricky. I feel blessed that He allowed you to tell it here. I’m joining you in praying for discernment in knowing what to share and when to share it.

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