I'm living life with my eyes wide open this year.
Okay, if I'm being most honest---I'm trying to.
Sometimes.
Other times, it just feels too hard. Because I don't like what I see. Because it leaves me with more questions than answers. Because it's blurry and I crave clarity.
But sometimes... I get it right.
I force myself to look closely, and I see unexpected glimpses of His grace.
I see Him in the mail I open, filled with love from miles away. He shows up in hot frothy beverages, snow-capped mountains, a solid night of sleep. I spot Him in the soft, cozy blanket that keeps me company on a sick day. I catch His smile in the faces of my friends and in the music that makes me dance without even thinking about it.
He is here.
I see Him.
And He shows Himself to me so uniquely, so perfectly, so just-for-me, that I know... He sees me.
He sees me.
He. Sees. Me.
That puts a whole new perspective on my looking. It shifts my heart from seeking a God who is far-off to looking for Him in the most personal details of my life. It reminds me that He cares about my small things.
So today... Today I am definitely living with my eyes wide open.
I want to see the One who sees me.
Where have you unexpectedly seen Him lately?