These eyes

These eyes see things in a way that is magnified. Bumps on a basketball. Dirt in between the cracks of the hardwood floor. Reflections in a mirror. A fallen leaf with itsy bitsy holes. A dried piece of oatmeal on the hand.
    All these are fascinating new discoveries. Textures, depths, colors. New, through the eyes of a child. A baby.
   Why is it we love to watch a child discover new things? Lights are brighter and whites are whiter through the eyes of a child. And yet, we're amazed every time with their curiosity. Why?

   We have been desensitized. We take for granted the things around us. The smells, the sights, the sounds. All have become old, used, rote. 
God did not mean for it to be that way. We did this. Being busy chasing after the next best thing. The next promotion. The new improved this or that. Discontentment? Maybe. Seperation from the basics, having made everything a bit more complicated than the last? Definitely!

Lamentations 5:17
For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.

When did your eyes start to wander for things of this world? The big neon lights, the dollar signs?

It's in the quietness of a childs mind and the anticipation of the childs eyes that we can learn to be still and patient. God is 'wowwing' us every day and we don't see it!

Return to the young child you once were. Bask in His love. The rainbow. The Dove. The Cross.

Lord, I pray my eyes will not be dim to your word, your love, your son. May the Spirit move me to be attentive to the everyday blessing you bestow upon me. My Lord and savior. My husband, children, house. The trees in the backyard that provide shade and life. 
Reveal to me the cracks and crevaces that lie deep in my soul that your son sees, that I need to clean. Much like the dirt on the floor that I don't see but my son does.
I pray for a teachable spirit, a desire to follow you and not the luxuries this world has to offer.