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?)
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?)
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