If Jesus Came To My House

Jesus is my best friend. 
So many times, though, I wish I could actually see Him 
with my eyes. Hear His voice. Touch His hands.
I wish we could sit together and talk like best friends do.

If Jesus Came To My House

If Jesus came to my house, 
I'd throw wide open the door, 
I'd throw my arms around His neck, 
I'd hug Him tight, 
and sob with tears with joy. 

If Jesus came to my house, 
I'd be so thrilled to see Him,
I'd call to all my children, 
and we'd happily lead Him inside, 
we'd offer Him a seat while we gathered all around.

If Jesus came to my house, 
I wouldn't care if the house were messy,
or needed cleaning, 
We'd be so happy to see Him, 
that I'd let the dishes and the laundry sit aside. 

If Jesus came to my house, 
He'd be patient with the children, 
listen to all that they had to say,
He'd laugh and play with them, 
and let the littlest one sit upon His knee.

If Jesus came to my house, 
I'd pour my heart out to Him,
We'd talk just like old friends do,
He wouldn't answer all my questions, 
but tell me that some answers are not for me to know.

If Jesus came to my house, 
He'd talk about my mom, 
and what she does in Heaven, 
I'd tell Him to send her my love,
And He would nod and smile.

If Jesus came to my house, 
the time for Him to leave would come all too quickly, 
I wouldn't want Him to go,
I'd cry again and hold Him tight, 
for as long as He would let me.

If Jesus came to my house, 
He'd smile and wave good-bye,
He would leave the same as He had come, 
rising up on a pillar of clouds, 
back up toward Heaven.  

If Jesus came to my house, 
I'd watch Him until He disappeared, 
I'd smile and wave, 
I'd whisper, "Good-bye", 
before turning to go back in.


"Ask, and it shall be given you;
seek, and ye shall find;
knock, and it shall be opened unto you"
   ~Mathew 7:7

Worldly Wisdom

I was reading my devotional when I came across this verse today.

"For the wisdom of this world is foolishness in God's sight."
~Corinthians 3:19

Wow!
As a person with a profound hearing loss, there is much that
I miss out on. And, then there is much that I choose to ignore.
Sometimes, it's both. I miss it, and I don't care.
In today's society, it would seem that everyone should take 
notice and care about the latest gossip. 
What is the name of Tom Cruise's most recent wife?
Who is Taylor Swift really singing about in her most recent hit song?
What is the latest fashion style that is sashaying down the runway?
I honestly don't care.

But, people would have me think otherwise. 
I've been gawked at because I wasn't familiar with a hot name in Hollywood,
I've been laughed at when I didn't know what certain sexually explicit 
urban slang meant, and they were stunned when I confessed that I 
never watch daytime soap operas. 

But in my opinion, It. Doesn't. Matter.

Yes, I should probably watch the World News, but we don't 
have cable, and when the World News is available, my family and I
are sitting around our table, eating dinner together. 
Most of the events that occur today, the events that make it into the news,
will likely be forgotten within a few days. Only to be replaced with 
the next string of shocking headliners. But, my children will have 
memories of what happened as we ate around the dining room table 
every single night. And, in my book, that is most important.   

I used to feel awkward and guilty for not keeping up with the latest gossip. 
But, after reading today's verse, I see now that I am not the fool. 
The foolish ones are the people who mock me for not keeping up 
with the latest celebrity headlines and who believe that wisdom 
lies in knowing the latest gossip.