Give Me Your Eyes...

I truly have the utmost desire to lay down my life for God & do EXACTLY what He has for me to do.  I wish to be a servant to Him, and only Him.  I wish I had His eyes, His ears, His hands….His heart.  Unfortunately, because of my sin, I slip, and forget to really pay attention to what he places in front of me.

 This song by Brandon Heath called Give Me Your Eyes inspires me to pray for this….

 

Looked down from a broken sky

Traced out by the city lights

My world from a mile high

Best Seat in the house tonight

Touched down on the cold black top

Hold on for the sudden stop

Breathe in the familiar shock

Of confusion and chaos

All those people going somewhere, Why have I never cared?

 

Give me your eyes for just one second

Give me your eyes so I can see

Everything that I keep missing

Give me your love for humanity

 

Give me your arms for the broken hearted

Ones that are far beyond my reach

Give me your heart for the ones forgotten

Give me your eyes so I can see

 

Step out on a busy street

See a girl and our eyes meet

Does her best to smile at me

To hide what’s underneath

There’s a man just to her right

Black suit and a bright red tie

Too ashamed to tell his wife

He’s out of work He’s buying time

All those people going somewhere

Why have I never cared?

 

I’ve been there a million times

A couple of million eyes

Just moving past me I swear

I never thought that I was wrong

Well I want a second glance

So give me a second chance

To see the way you see the people all along

 When I hear this song play, I picture myself like Jesus walking down the street being able to see into people's souls.  Knowing without them speaking what it is they're going through.  I picture being able to hear their unspoken words, and feeling myself all the hurt they have inside. 

It hurts me to think..How many times have I just ignored someone who’s been deeply hurt and desperate to talk to someone because I was completely oblivious? How many times did I retaliate because someone “treated me wrong.” When there’s a story that goes along with why they “treated you wrong” in the first place, and they just need someone to respond to them in a loving way, How many times have I been so involved in my work that I failed to talk to a co-worker once throughout the day, How many times have I passed the person on the side of the road begging for money and didn’t even notice them?

 

One thing that I can say I didn’t always understand, but now FULLY understand is that people are who they are because of their past, what they’ve been through.  Someone isn’t just rude to you at the checkout counter because they want to be.  People aren’t homeless because they want to be.  People aren’t shy because they want to be.  We are all humans, we all have a story that brings us to who we are today.  Abuse, Neglect, Poverty, Divorce, Racism, Illness, War, Loss of Job, Death, When you find out someone’s story, you will be amazed at how COMPLETELY different you will view them. I hope and pray that I would be able to be still & get to know those stories.  I want to wake up from this fog that I've been in most of my life and be purposeful with every interaction that God places before me.  I am not guaranteed tomorrow, so why wait until it's too late?