A Prayer for Better Sight


Give me your eyes . . .

so that I can see that the person who was cutting people off on the road, might just be a single mom who worked hard all that day and is rushing home to cook dinner, help with homework, do the laundry and spend a few precious moments with her children.

so that I can see that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young man who can’t make change correctly is just be worried 17-year-old kid who’s trying desperately to find acceptance and love where he has previously only found rejection and ridicule.

so I can see that the man in the dirty and disheveled clothes who’s asking for money isn’t a lazy or worthless person; he’s a slave to addictions that I can only imagine in my worst nightmares.

so I can see that the old couple walking annoyingly slow through the store aisle and blocking my way are savoring this moment, knowing that, based on the biopsy report she got back last week, this will be the last year that they go shopping together.

so I can see all the people around me everyday that are hurting and need to know you and your Son so that they can know peace in this life, hope for a better tomorrow, unending joy and the safety found only in your arms.

Father, please give me your eyes so I can see how you see.

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