Be Thou My Vision

 

The eyes have it.  What is it they have?  Whatever I choose to fix my gaze upon, that will determine the direction of my life. 

 When I watch the birds outside my window it reminds me that we’re all created with unique purpose and ability.  Birds have wings, fish have gills and mankind has language.  The longer I live, the more words become familiar to me yet without unveiled truth my understanding diminishes. 

 Instead of seeing the vast horizon or the immense ocean, I see the errors of everyone around me but am blind to my own.  Therefore, I must correct my own ways.  The more I behold the woman in the looking glass, the less preoccupied I am with taking inventory of my fellows.

 “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?”   Matthew 3:7

 

Yvonne A.

Feb. 2021