Sunday, November 2, 2008

Give Me Your Eyes

I love this song by Brandon Heath:

Look down from a broken sky
Traced out by the city lights
My world from a mile high
Best seat in the house tonight
Touch down on the cold black top
Hold on for the sudden stop
Breathe in the familiar shock
Of confusion and chaos
All those people going somewhere
Why have I never cared
Chorus: Give me your eyes for just one second
Give me your eyes so I can see
Everything that I keep missing
Give me your love for humanity
Give me your arms for the broken-hearted
The ones that are far beyond my reach
Give me your heart for the ones forgotten
Give me your eyes so I can see
Step out on a busy street
See a girl and our eyes meet
Does her best to smile at me
To hide what's underneath
There's a man just to her right
Black suit and a bright red tie
Too ashamed to tell his wife
He's out of work, he's buying time
All those people going somewhere
Why have I never cared

Chorus

I've been here a million times
A couple of million eyes
Just move and pass me by
I swear I never thought that I was wrong
Well, I want a second glance
So give me a second chance
To see the way You've seen the people all along

I realized this morning that if my children are only exposed to Christian people at church, then we as a church are not doing our job. Our job as a church is to reach the lost, and we can't expect the lost to dress like us, act like us, or think like us. So although I don't think this transformation of thinking will be easy for me - I think my viewpoint should be: I need to teach my children to love all people, even if they are dressed in ways that may not glorify God; but I want them to glorify God in all that they do - in how they dress, in how they speak, in how they act, and in how they treat ALL people. So my prayer to God is like the song says "Give my your eyes', God, so that I can see all of Your people in need of Your love, then help me to love them.

2 comments:

Doni Brinkman said...

I just loaded that song as my cell phone ringer. :) I hear your struggle and I share it Shauna. Frustrating to be confronted with all my own glass houses.

Aimee said...

I couldn't agree more. Thank you for sharing that.