Can't seem to recognize your face.

Today, a woman walked into the retail clothing store where I work. I knew her from one of the many Christian social groups I frequent but I couldn't settle on which one. So, instead of just saying "hi," I tried to start a conversation with her by flinging comments her way in hopes that she would make herself clear. With every comment I made, I dug deeper into the pit of embarrassment. She was calm.... graceful....and conveyed an Ora of peace around her. I finally stopped and bid her and her friend "happy shopping."

Not wanting to miss an opportunity to connect, I re-approached her to ask if there was anything I could get her in the store... size, color, etc. She said no, so I ceased my opportunity. I looked her in the eyes and said, "I am really sorry for going on and on a while ago. I really didn't know what I was talking about." She calmly looked at me with love in her face and said, "don't worry, Sarah. It's no problem." At that, she left the store with her friend.

It isn't that I couldn't place her face but that I couldn't place the face that she represented. I know who she was now and that today, her presence in my life was the presence of Jesus. I didn't recognize Him and I didn't know Him well enough to just love being in His care.

Tears filled my eyes as Beth left the store because I realized that I had just been in the presence of a beautifully calm and grace-filled fellow sister.... and I didn't know what to do.