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My Momma’s Eyes are beautiful and brown. The color of a copper penny. Iridescent and delicately perched above the curved lips of a perpetual smile that has etched soft lines where dimples used to be. Her eyes are bright and they induce a cheerful, optimistic outlook to the soul of anyone captured by them. She has welcoming eyes. Her eyes let you know she is extremely approachable and to the downcast stranger they speak, “I am your friend.”
My momma’s eyes are penetrating but ever so sensitive – peering right through to the inward parts, fathoming the heart and fully understanding who I truly am. They convey, “I forgive all of your ills and I accept all your ways.” Her eyes are gentle and mild, and they express a sweet, sweet tenderness. Her eyes yield healing – a soothing, restorative, uplifting and comforting response.
My momma’s eyes are lovingly warm and affectionate. They are compassionate – concerned, and sympathetic to the weak and weary. Her eyes say, “I will help you carry your load.” Her eyes overflow with a love that gives up self to attend to the needs of the spiritually poor. Her eyes are merciful.
My momma’s eyes are the portals of her very soul. Her eyes not only illuminate her strength and resoluteness, her eyes bring to the light her tender heart. They reflect her honesty and integrity. Her eyes expose her decency, purity, innocence, and chaste virtues. They disclose a desire for godliness, righteousness, and they unveil pure and authentic goodness. And when friend or foreigner is hurt, injured, at risk of suffering or enduring tragic heartache, my momma’s eyes weep.
My momma’s eyes are closed for now. She sleeps. Her spirit is “absent from the body, but present with the Lord (2 Corinthians 5:8 NKJV para.).” But in her awakened state, she saw the Son. Not in a physical way, but through eyes of understanding, she saw his light and her darkness. She saw his richness and her poverty.
She saw the beauty of Christ - his glory and brilliance, his love for her, and his power to save. She saw his kindness, his affections, his sensitivity, and his grace and mercifulness.
She saw his strength, his compassion, his willingness to comfort and heal, his friendliness to the friendless, and she saw how he loved the unlovable. She sought to be like him.
She fully trusted in the supremacy of the words he spoke, and she believed him with an abiding confidence, certain of whom and what he is - the Son of God, the Redeemer, the Savior.
Jesus, regarding those who see him in this way affirmed, “And this is the will of Him who sent Me, that everyone who sees the Son and believes in Him may have everlasting life; and I will raise him up at the last day (John 6:40 NKJV)."
Because she saw the Son and trusted in him, on the last day she will be raised up by him to everlasting life. He will gloriously awaken her from her slumbering state and her eyes will be opened again – beautiful and brown eyes, eyes the color of a copper penny. Iridescent eyes delicately perched above the gently curved lips of a perpetual smile…
My momma’s eyes are eternal.
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