Eyes to See What Is Deeper

Our eyes take in all sorts of things. Colors, motion, and emotion. Our eyes help us visually see things and people.

I've been ever aware of my eyes this week. The beauty they take in. The pain they see. The other eyes they meet.

With masks covering faces, eye contact seems to communicate all the more. It is in eye contact that we feel seen. Today in the Wal-mart parking lot, a stranger and I made eye contact. A nod was exchanged and we acknowledged that we saw each other.

What is the point?

Do not underestimate or ignore what your eyes can see.

They see black and white and color. They see fear, sadness, happiness, and joy. We see things as they appear but what if we looked deeper?

I see how I am white and you might be the same or different. Deeper is seeing we are all created by God and loved by Him.

I see how you voted for this party or the opposite party. Deeper is seeing we are all living in this country and that is a blessing.

I see how COVID and politics and division has caused sadness to cloud eyes. Deeper is seeing a kind word matters. If we are breathing, we need encouragement.

As much as this year has rocked many, if not all of us, would we dare to take a moment to see deeper? To pray for the eyes of Jesus? To dare to engage in what we see in a way that actually makes a difference.

Our voices are powerful and impactful but not as much when we do not take a moment to see and respond accordingly.

I want the eyes that see the stranger and my neighbor. The Democrat and Republican. The LGBT person and the straight person. The trash man and the lawyer. The person who thinks like me and the person that is completely different than me.

I want eyes to see so that I can love you like God loves you and me. For God does not see the stranger or neighbor. Democrat or Republican. Or any of the other people in their positions, opinions or identifications.

He simply sees us. As we are. Created by Him. And that does not mean there is not right or wrong but I alone am accountable for my actions and reactions. My attitude is my choice!

In this season of unrest, may we remember that: We get a choice on how we see people. May we treat each other with kindness and respect. For we all know what it's like to go unseen.

And frankly our opinions will not change the world as much as our love will.

May we have Jesus eyes.

P.S.: One of my favorite songs is "Give Me Your Eyes" by Brandon Heath. It aligns with this post well. Here is the link to the YouTube video of that song. I own no rights to the song.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5AkNqLuVgY&feature=emb_logo

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