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Immediately after the newborn baby is placed in the mother’s arms they share that first eye to eye stare. It is the first psychological bonding that happens after the trauma of birth. It is the first non-verbal communication of ‘I am yours, and you are mine’ coming from both baby and mother. It is that moment when mother looks into the eyes of that which is made in the image of herself, in the image of their Creator, yet totally and completely a brand new individual.two-month-baby-looking-his-mother-lying-back-bed-sitting-next-to-child-her-62608440

I think we can rightly imagine that when the Christ child was born, Mary had this same experience of oneness with her son. I wonder what she was thinking. I wonder if she even thought beyond the beauty and wonder of the moment or if all of her thoughts were consumed in the miracle of her ‘baby bump’ who was just birthed from her womb, and now laying in her arms … staring back up at her.

Our eyes communicate so much more than our words do.

If you go to an emergency room because you are ill or injured, or if you have been in an accident, one of the first things that medical personal will do is flash a light into you eyes, to ensure that the pupils are equal, round and reactive to the light. This communicates to the medical personal if something is not right with your brain.

In Matthew 6:22-23, there is further value and importance given to the eyes;

“The eye is the lamp of the body.
If your eyes are healthy, your whole body will be full of light.
But if your eyes are unhealthy, your whole body will be full of darkness.
If then the light within you is darkness, how great is that darkness.”

… the eye is the lamp of the body …

That almost sounds like the modern phrase, “the eye is the gateway to the soul.”

As Mary looked into her son’s eyes, I really do not believe that she could have conceived just how her son would become her Savior, she just saw her son, who, humanly should not have been conceived, but who was fully human, and looking back at her … from His soul into hers.

 

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Why do I believe in an invisible God? Why do I believe that I am a sinner in need of a Savior? Why do I have faith in a man who was executed, who rose from the dead, and then was carried back up into the heavens?

Why do I call myself Christian?

I often wonder if those are the unvoiced questions of people around me who do not share the same beliefs. I often wonder if I have answered them myself, fully and completely. I wonder how many times I have left the scars on the hearts of others for how I have injured the name of the One I follow.

As I traverse this road of life, I do believe that to make such claims means I need to be confident of my beliefs, of my worldview.

From my earliest memories, I have been certain of the presence of an invisible God in my life, and the world. Call it predestination, or Karma or the gift of a awareness of the spiritual around me, as you wish. I think it is something similar, but different, I would call it discernment. Simply put, I believe that one of the peculiarities (or gifts) that my God created me with is a strong intuition of the unseen … I have not had the inner battles that many have had in coming to believe in Creator God, such as author, C. S. Lewis who said, “in the Trinity Term of 1929 I gave in, and admitted that God was God, and knelt and prayed: perhaps, that night, the most dejected and reluctant convert in all England.”

It is easy to know that I am a sinner and, as a mom, it is easy to know that we are born with the capacity to sin regularly, and fully. One only needs to spend one day with a toddler to know that we are programmed to not obey the word ‘no’. As an adult, I still struggle to obey the word ‘no’. I struggle to not treat others poorly, I struggle to tell the truth, I struggle to be genuine, to be reliable to be real. I sin and I need a Savior to redeem my sinful nature.

Why do I have faith in a man who was executed, who rose from the dead, and then was carried back up into the heavens? That is harder to answer, for how does one who holds faith so dearly, explain it to those who might not? It truly is a profound mystery. In the words of St. Thomas Aquinas, “to one who has faith, no explanation is necessary. To one without faith, no explanation is possible.”

So, why do I call myself a Christian?

I know that I am a flawed, unpredictable, unreliable, selfish, individual, and I cannot imagine following any other than One who is all that I am not, and who loves me to death, despite my state of undeserving. It is the grace that is available to me that is the rudder of this life, and there is no better navigator that I can find.

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