Lord, Give Me Eyes That See

I’ve prayed it a thousand times. God, give them eyes that see, ears that hear and a heart to do your will. Recently I am praying it for myself.


Because just as my eyes have ‘dulled’ and I need to wear readers for fine print, I’ve noticed my heart’s eyes can easily become dull too. I’ve noticed that in our season of moving, and tending to the chaos of our lives, certain things have gone unnoticed. Things I usually see.


Things like people.


I’ve been rushing.


Dale jests, “Are you a Russian?” (He’s so funny!)


I speed along.


Scripture says the eye is the lamp of the body. What we behold leads us-our eyes light our way. We follow our gaze.

I’ve been beholding paint cans and paint-caked rollers, deck stain and cardboard boxes all the while moving toward a vision of the end-result. And I admit, this is essential to success. Where there is no vision, all is askew. So it is necessary.


But.


It’s taken much longer than I had planned or hoped. Ten weeks to ready the house and move in. {We’re finally in and enjoying.}


And we now we must ‘fix our eyes’ on our next ‘fixer-upper’ and the vision we have for it.


But I don’t want to miss people. So I pray: Lord, give me eyes to see in this busy season {That only You could have ordained-by.the.way.  πŸ™‚}




Help me balance all of this. To really see outside of our projects.


The sunshine sparkles on the water. I don’t want to leave. I long to stay. To sit.


{It is just so soothing and lovely…and there’s that book I want to read.}


It’s so easy to narrow my focus, and only see “my thing”. But God reminds me to shift my gaze back to the mission: “Teach them about Me. Only the soul lasts forever.”


“Love and teach and encourage and strengthen their faith and knowledge of Me.”


He is reminding me again, that this world is not my home and that where my treasure is, that is where my heart is too.


That I tend what He has given, and I am so grateful for this home, His new gift, but I need to keep it in perspective. It’s only a temporary dwelling. And it’s His. Not at all comparable to the house He has promised me forever in Heaven where I can actually gaze upon His face. The Light where my focus must remain.


There is a garden with plants- many so tender – they need my attention.


I look up at God, I look out and see. I see people waiting to hear the good news: Jesus Christ laid down His life to save us.

No need to sweat life here. There is a perfect one on the other side.

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Lord, guide my eyes to see people and the Kingdom to come. Help me invest more in forever than in my little kingdom here. Keep my eyes on the One to come, and help me live my life accordingly. Amen.


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