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I used to sing a song called
Father’s Eyes. It was written by Gary W. Chapman, and I loved it. This is some
of the lyrics.
“She's
got her Father's Eyes
Her Father's Eyes
Eyes that find the good in things
When good is not around
Eyes that find the source of help
When help just can't be found
Eyes full of compassion
Seeing every pain
Knowing what you're going through
And feeling it the same
Just
like my Father's Eyes”
Do you ever think about what
our Father God sees when He looks at us? He doesn’t see if we are attractive,
talented, running a marathon, or having a bad hair day. That is not to say He
doesn’t care how things are going in our life. He does. But, He knows what is
actually important and what just feels important.
We will always have good days
and bad. Times when we are happy and times when our heart is breaking. We always
need to remember that whatever today is like, tomorrow will be at least a
little bit different.
When we look at others do we
see their physical appearance, or do we look at their heart? Most of us tend to
be very judgmental whether we mean to be or not. When we see someone you can
tell is hurting and needs someone to care, do we try to encourage them and pray
for them, or turn away, hoping they won’t see us. After all, if they start
telling us their troubles it is really going to drag our day down.
What if God looked at us that
way? What if we took our troubles to God and He said, “You know what? I don’t
have time for this today. I am having a really great day and you are just going
to rain on it? Come back tomorrow. Maybe I will have time for you then.”
He tells us to love our
neighbor. We are to have compassion on them rather than judge them. He commands
us to love them and pray for them. If we see them straying from God we are to
try to help them come back to God where they belong. If they are in physical,
mental or emotional pain it should make our heart hurt for them.
We need to see them through
eyes of love. When Jesus was walking the earth He always reached out to the
people in need and He loved the sinners. Remember, we are all sinners saved by
grace. We never know what has caused a person to be the way they are. Maybe they
just need to know that someone cares. Maybe they just need to hear about Jesus.
When I was a young girl,
there was a young man who went to our church. He never spoke to, or even looked
at anyone. If I said “Hi” to him he would just keep walking and barely respond
as he passed by. Unfortunately, I always just wrote him off as having no
personality and not caring about anyone. It was not until he grew up and left
home that I met him again and found out he had a great personality and wonderful
sense of humor. What I didn’t know was that his father was a major alcoholic
who spied on his whole family, and if he saw them even talk to anyone, when they
got home he would beat them until they couldn’t stand up. I had judged him, and
I was so wrong. That is why God tells us not to judge. We always get it wrong.
Instead, we should learn to
see through God’s eyes. That takes time, effort, and a lot of prayer. I hope I get
there someday.
In this life I might have my
mother’s smile, her hands and her hair. But, I want others to look at me and say, "she has her Father’s Eyes”.
Think about it.
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