Took the Redeye. . .

Last Saturday I faced one of my worst fears: A woman was eating a cupcake, licking the frosting off her fingers, when she came at me, said I had something in my eye and stuck her finger in my eye.

I was holding a giant platter of cupcakes with both hands and was unable to protect myself.

By Sunday my eye was too red, swollen and throbbing to do much of anything, so I threw away my contacts and spent the afternoon laying in the grass, just listening to what God had been trying to tell me all week.

wow.

Two things I learned:

1. My worst fears are really stupid.

2. It's true that what God wants is just to spend time with us. Simple. People have been reminding me of this for weeks- same message from God, just different accents.

I love our God. He allowed my red eye just so I'd have to stop and rest. Maybe (sadly) that's the only way He could get my full attention.

And then all week the song "Red Eyes" by Switchfoot keeps popping up.

Ok, You got me.

Reaching for the other side- You. with red eyes.