Close Your Eyes to See

Brothers and Sisters who are loved by God,

When I look upon my daughter's or husband's face, especially after being apart all day, I am grateful for my vision. When I am in nature or able to go in my workshop and create something from thought, I am grateful for my vision. There are so many reasons to be grateful for the gift of sight. It's what I use to get where I'm going and it can give me a foundation for setting goals. I often think, however, that it is also the sense that betrays me the most. 

If you can receive noise through your eyes, I think that's how I see a lot of my waking time.  From the moment my feet hit the floor, I am bombarded with distractions, temptations and objects of desire.  All these things conspire to lead my mind down a dark alley where my weakness is lurking. It beats me with bad judgement and a lack of self control until I am bleeding regret. It's these times that a game of hide and seek with the world in which it doesn't find me would be okay. 

I THINK all day but it's in the quiet of darkness that I get time to reflect. Action and motion and energy are stilled. There is no place for X-TREME in the closing of my eyes and the soft exhale of my lips.  I can finally prepare to talk to God and in this moment, He is all that I see, meeting every need and all that I need.  It is an extravagent moment in a Wal-Mart day.

Lord, thank You for my eyes....and the ability to close them ... when I need to see You.