Let me see your splendor

“Mica, your friend is in the lane!”

And my daughter, who hurries for no one, scurries to finish dressing. This spring has revealed that these two girls have grown up a bit and can go to one another’s garden to broker playing together without a parent doing the asking. (My girl still wants an escort as she asks.) Yesterday’s playing included fairy houses (made with a sister; enjoyed with a friend), chalking, and a live concert that we were invited to in the back yard.

The mobilization of these words “Your friend is here,” wants to play, finds you worth seeking out, will wait for you caused me to ponder, “What does this look like for adults?” My friends and I don’t ask one another to come out and play, but we do set up shared walks, meals, teas, online calls. And there is delight when I think this person cares enough to initiate spending time with me, with trying a new way of connecting, of slipping this gift in the mail, to share a photo or video, to ask the hard question. I still like to be asked to play and for someone to seek me out. Sometimes, I’m simply astonished that anyone wants to enter the chaos of my life.

Your friend is here, and she’s ready for what you have to give. She’ll grace all you wish you could bring to the friendship and can’t at this time.

My husband used to get frustrated when I would say, “We haven’t done anything together in a LONG time.” Eventually we understood one another better. He’s right we do every day together and usually do it pretty well together, and I was right we often need more play and intentionality in how we spend time together. I grew to understand that my absolute and decisive statements tripped his accuracimeter (He would quickly recall the last activity we did together.), and the content emotionally activated his I’m not doing well at what she wants and needs. He grew to understand that what I meant was I love you so much and truly enjoy spending time with you and having your attention, so what I’m really saying is I want more of you – not because you’re doing something wrong but because time with you relaxes, engages, and enhances every other part of life.

My best friend is here, and he finds ways to connect while life tornadoes around us.

So this morning, I was reading through the Gospel of Luke, and I was blessed to see that Jesus took his friends Peter, John, and James with him on a prayer retreat. The other three had gotten sleepy, and woke up to see Christ in his glory talking with Moses and Elijah who were also in glorious splendor. Then I wondered, is this how God sees us? He recognizes in us our in His imageness, our part in the Body, our splendor. He knows the potential, the possibility, and while He’s not blind to our falling short, He loves us and knows our worth better than we do.

About eight days after Jesus said this, he took Peter, John and James with him and went up onto a mountain to pray. 29 As he was praying, the appearance of his face changed, and his clothes became as bright as a flash of lightning. 30 Two men, Moses and Elijah, appeared in glorious splendor, talking with Jesus. 31 They spoke about his departure,[a] which he was about to bring to fulfillment at Jerusalem. 32 Peter and his companions were very sleepy, but when they became fully awake, they saw his glory and the two men standing with him. 33 As the men were leaving Jesus, Peter said to him, “Master, it is good for us to be here. Let us put up three shelters—one for you, one for Moses and one for Elijah.” (He did not know what he was saying.)  Luke 9:33-36

Jesus wants to be my friend; He sees my splendor even when I’m blind to it.

Frequently I become aware that something is off in my relationship with Jesus, in my thinking about the world  and myself when I treat another person disrespectfully. As I miss the splendor of other people, I am missing the splendor of the Creator, the glory of His goodness, love, power, and justice. I want to walk around fully awake, seeing His and other’s glorious splendor.

As a teen, I went to a youth camp every summer, and frequently the leaders led us in a silly dance and song called “Funky Chicken

Let me see your funky chicken.

What’s that you say?

I said, “Let me see your funky chicken.”

What’s that you say?

I said, “Ooo. Ah Ah.Ah. Ooo. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ooo.”

photo 2 (3)My prayer as I walk  through the week is that I will live fully awake and see my Heavenly Father’s and other humans splendor. I’ll take the time to look inside:

Let me see your glorious splendor!

What’s that you say?

I said, “Let me see your glorious splendor!”

What’s that you say?

I said, “Ooo. Ah Ah Ah. Ooo. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ooo.”



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