As much as I go beyond Jo's needs and try fulfill her wants, I find that her expectations never cease. Many a time her one desire spills over to the next one, leaving no room for heartfelt gratitude. Oft times, She fails to see my love and the extend of my sacrifice on her behalf. Yet whether or not she understands and appreciates, my love and concern for her does not cease. I am sure every parent would have experienced this at some point in their parenthood journey.
Just got thinking this morning, how focussed I have been on God's hand. I often tell the Lord how much I need his hand of healing, his hand of protection and provision. I desire his hand of blessing over every aspect of my life. Yet as soon as i experience Gods hand in one particular area, I move on to the next needy area in my life. Looking forever it seems to his hand. While there is nothing wrong in looking to Gods hand, I felt God telling me to listen to his heart and seek his face.
Gods face reflects his heart. As I lifted my focus off his hand to his face, I saw things I had never seen before. His love for me shows in his eyes - I am the apple of his eye. John 3 v 16 stared back at me attempting to express the extend of his love. As much as I saw love in Gods face, I also saw sorrow. His heart ached for the lost and lonely. Pain was etched on his face over his hurting children. It was then I saw beyond my need and greed. My selfishness loomed large before my eyes. It hurt to see my Daddy hurt.
Oh that we would see through his eyes and hear through his ears. If only his heart cry would become ours. For His heart seeks that we would be his hands. That Praying hands lifted in worship be transformed as helping hands.
He desires we mouth his words, words of comfort and healing. Oh that our feet would walk where his would tread. Going forth, reaching out, snatching away souls from the flames of destruction. To be his candle burning bright, dispelling the depths of despairing darkness.
While its true that the hand is not far from the face, what a change of perspective I experienced when I gazed into Gods heart through the mirror of his eyes ! Let us live each moment seeking his face and doing his will, while resting in the knowledge that we are engraved in the palm of his hands !
