The Portion of my Inheritance

I stick close to them, guarding them and watching their every move. I understand that they are treasures, cherished by the ones who love them immensely.

My little ones are always within my eyesight, always within reach of assistance; a much needed hug, the brushing off of grass and debris from a fall, or a prayer lifted up because of bumps and spills.

They bring me such joy in the watching them in their pure, childish play. It is one of my great pleasures in life, to see His tiny children playing and laughing. It just naturally flows out of them, unhindered, and it is beautiful.

They always know that I am there and they see me watching them. My presence in the midst of them makes all the difference in the world. They run and play and delight in the time they have together knowing they are safe. There is no fussing or fighting amongst my bunch because they are always aware of my presence. Hurt feelings, bumped heads, tumbles to the ground are quickly recomposed. Their little eyes look to me each time something happens to see if I saw, and I smile and there is an understanding, and they make the choice in an instance to move on and not is stay in the hurtful moment, and they return to their play.

And isn’t it also like this with our Lord. He is always here with His children, guarding them, and watching over them. We so easily forget that He stands guard over us, always ready to pick us up. Always there to draw us in and pour Himself out onto us. His presence is always with us, and yet we forget.

We are such visual creatures. We go about our lives, living and moving and having our being, unaware that He sees. Each day we live as if He were not here, as if He can not see and we are deceived.

My precious daughter at a very young age loved to play with her barbie dolls. She would sit next to me and play as I went about my daily work. She would dress them, fix their hair and make them talk to each other. Out of the corner of my eye I would often see her look at me to see if I was watching. If I did not look at her she would continue her play. But if I looked at her she would immediately stop, just shut down. In her little mind if I was not looking at her I couldn’t see or hear her!

And I wonder. How different would it be if our Lord opened our spirit eyes and we could really see?

Like the eyes of Elisha’s servant when he feared because of the great army that surrounded the city. Elisha told him, “Do not fear, for those who are with us are more than those who are with them.” And Elisha prayed and asked the Lord to open the eyes of his servant, and what the servant saw changed everything. Where there was an army, surrounding the city with horses and chariots, there instead he saw the mountain was full of horses and chariots of fire all around Elisha. 2 Kings 6:16-17

Because the servant was able to see the presence of the Lord’s army, fear and anxiety turned into confidence and peace, all because he could see.

I would imagine that if our earthly eyes could be opened it would make all the difference in the world. All the hurtful moments would only take one glance at His smiling face, and we would let it go. The pain that so many endure would be eased because they would see how quickly He attends to their every need. Fear would diminish because what is there to fear with Jesus standing right there next to you? The harsh words that roll off of our tongue so easily would be hushed because we truly understand that He hears our every word. Our selfish ways would cease in the presence of humility Himself.

We would all be looking to Him and we would be changed.

And it is so, here and now, that we walk by faith, not by sight. And even though our physical eyes can not see Him, He is here! He see’s all and He hears all, and by His grace, He understands all.

And Elisha prayed, and said, “Lord, I pray, open his eyes that he may see.” Then the Lord opened the eyes of the young man, and he saw. 2 Kings 6:17