April 25, 2011
Everyone knows that yesterday was Easter, and as such, we spent a lot of time talking about Jesus in our house. You know, "We're trying to be like Jesus," and "Jesus loved the little children," and "Jesus came to me in a dream and told me the last piece of pie always goes to Moms." The regular sort of stuff.
But I've to to say, amongst all the normalcy, there was something very, very strange going on. Every time I'd mention Jesus, or Easter, or The Savior of the World, James would mention something about getting an earring. In his right ear.
Conversations like this...
ME: Remember James, it's not all about the bunny, it's about Jesus.
JAMES: I know, Mom. I'll get an earring to be like him. In my right ear.
ME: Christ the Lord is risen today!!!!
JAMES: So I will get an earring to be more like Jesus! In my right ear!
Finally I was like, "Listen kid, I don't know where this is coming from, and really, it's fine. Just don't mention it in front of your Grampy. He'll faint."
This morning, while I was sifting through James's Easter haul (organizing, not skimming off the top...), I came across this picture of Jesus. He probably got it from Primary--the kids' Sunday School program at church:
Then I looked a little bit closer:
Call it a printing error, or call it a miracle. Some people see the Holy Mother Mary in the bread of their grilled cheese sandwich. As for the Lawsons? We see Jesus with an earring. In his right ear. Or both ears. The world might never know.