When we first moved here, the mother took the blue-mirror cross that hung over her bed in our old house and nailed a nail for it in the new bedroom of me and my sister. Truthfully it is a cross I have never liked.  The Jesus of it seems haunted.  He's the light-absorber kind.  In the pitch black middle of the night he will start to glow green at you with his arms up like he is doing a tragic ballet. Some nights looking at him scares me so bad I can hardly move and I start doing a prayer for protection. But when the thing that is scaring you is already Jesus, who are you supposed to pray to?

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fabulosa
Jun. 19, 2009 at 8:14 PM

ooh, deep.  i think that what jesus really is has nothing to do with what he has become.  i am a believer in god, and i don't pray to creepy day-glo jesus.  i pray to good, and to righteousness, and to what i feel is bigger and more powerful than me in the universe, which is what i don't understand or can't put a finger on.

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bltca...
Aug. 12, 2009 at 3:08 PM

i like this.  and very well put fabulosa, i couldn't agree more.

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