There's something about human nature, at least my nature, that finds comfort in a familiar face.
I enjoy seeing former students at the store or when we go out to eat (photo). I love to see the faces of my family members as I look through old photo albums.
Two Sundays ago we took nursery duty at church. I missed seeing all of the faces in the congregation, although I sure did enjoy playing with the wee ones.
This Sunday morning, it seemed "extra sweet" to look around at the faces of the people I love. Some of the newer faces in church are even becoming more familiar.
Why are we wired this way?
Today in the teacher's lounge a group was discussing where to go and how much to pay for a face lift. I was surprised that so many educators had the means for, and the interest in cosmetic surgery.
In thinking about the familiar faces and the people I love, I wouldn't want them to change in that way.
I'm so grateful to the folks who come and share life with us week after week, often sitting in the same pew.
Hymn
"Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
look full in his wonderful face,
and the things of this world will grow strangely dim,
in the light of his beauty and grace.'
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