I see with my little eye…
Remember that game? Parents sometimes use it to distract children from the dullness of road trips, the lack of ‘toys,’ or to just have something ‘to do.’
But that game was more profound than we might think.
Looking through the car window, our eyes pick up an almost infinite number of things. But we don’t SEE everything.
SEEing is more than the accumulated effect of receptors, neurons, and brain cells.
Sherlock Holmes and Hercule Poirot are excellent examples of this. Holmes often shakes his head at Watson and declares, “you do not SEE.” Poirot uses his ‘little grey cells’ to notice, to analyze, to understand.
And we see what we choose to see, what we want to see, what we are used to seeing, what we expect to see, what we are told to see, what we think we see, what we used to see, what we ought to see…
I’m trying (it’s hard!) to see what God sees.
He knows more, understands more, comprehends more, apprehends more. And His view is truth.
On a big scale, the national tragedy is, in HIS eyes, not what is seen.
On a smaller scale, that stranger is, in HIS eyes, not what is seen.
I’m trying to see things as He does… to therefore love as He does… to therefore know as He does.
That’s what I am seeing with my little eye.
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