Aaah, the beatific expression from spiritual marination. I know it well. I met a pentecostal lady in our small town who carried that expression constantly. She gave testimony that the weeds have purpose too, that they give a unique beauty to her yard. This revelation gave her so much joy. Her boy, starting to get in trouble with the law. Her husband, a marginally employed selfish jerk. He claimed to be a self-treated schizophrenic, and that he could control the weather with a snap of his fingers. But in prayer and in spirit, she remained unassailable.
My hubby managed to exchange key chains with the husband without him even noticing. I did not notice myself until a few days later.
Sometimes I love my hubby so much....
