My Father's Eyes

My son has an eye malady. It was discovered when he was about 4 years old. His right eye has trouble focusing, causing it to turn inward. He was prescribed glasses along with a regiment of patching the left eye. The plan was to redirect the right eye.

Each year he had eye exams. Every time we were given the news that everything was working well. But the doctors didn’t see everything. The routine eye exams didn’t tell the full story. Things weren’t completely restored.

When he was 13 years old my son began to complain of his vision being blurred. We visited a doctor who specialized in vision therapy. His tests revealed the problem. The brain was still telling the muscles of the right eye to focus the wrong way, throwing his vision off.

He was prescribed bifocals. The thought was that the bifocals would help his eyes focus as they were intended and as a result the brain would be reprogrammed.

The similarities to my spiritual world astound me. My eyes often turn inward, and in the process I lose focus of what’s really going on. Things get out of balance and my programming gets all screwed up.

I wonder how often that happens without us knowing it. We’ve been given a unique display of God in our lives. He gifts us and calls us out. But without our knowledge, the enemy sneaks in with a twist. His plan is to distort, discourage and diminish.

As I sat with Papa God, He began to speak to me. “Jewel, you see based on what you see in the natural world.” “You’re not seeing with the eyes of the Spirit.” “Your focus is out of balance.”

“Oh Jesus, I want to see through my Father’s eyes.”

An old song pops into my head. It’s one of Amy Grant’s oldies but goodies. One verse in particular sticks out to me. “Eyes that find the good in things when good is not around.”

I don’t often see the good in things when good is not around. I see with blurred vision. I forget to ask Papa God what He sees. I know what I see. But what does He see? That’s the question. That’s where I lose touch.

My eyes are the lamp to my body. When my eyes are focused on what they should be focused on, my whole body is full of light. But when they turn inward, things will get distorted.

I see but through a mirror dimly, but what if I were to see face to face? What if the eyes I looked through were Spirit eyes? What if in every situation, every day I asked God what He saw? The darkness would be exposed for what it was. For when light enters a room, darkness disappears. As the dawn announces the day, the dark of night is laid to rest.

There is never a time where God is not doing good in each and every situation. There is never a time that God does not see good in me and in everyone else. He sees me as He created me to be. He sees from another spectrum. One that is right and good. I want to see what He sees. I want my Father’s eyes.

Your eye is the lamp of your body. When your eyes are good, your whole body also is full of light. But when they are bad, your body also is full of darkness. Luke 11:34

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