To See With Her Eyes – FAITH
If eyes are made for seeing Then I guess this is blindness That in my sight is besetting. I cannot see the good in bad - When something destructs The comfort road I trod. I cannot see hope in desperation – When injustice comes knocking And forces its visitation. I cannot see joy in pain – When my heart is beaten and torn And the pieces scatter in ruins. I cannot see blessings in struggles – When my strength is spent And ahead still lie the hurdles. I cannot see provision in nothingness – In times when I’m in deep need And help seems away from reach. But someone sees what I can’t see – Beyond my failing eyes, Beyond my faltering me. I wish I have her eyes – The eyes of FAITH that ever sees God’s grace without disguise. ~L.C.A. 18 January 2010 (A very close friend is about to have an eye operation. Her name is Faith. What a name, isn’t it?)