The Eyes of Our Hearts
December 11, 2011
The gas cap sat on the top of the pump 35 miles behind us. It was a strange and very unusual oversight. But it had been a strange and unusual several days. We were on our way across country to bury someone we loved, someone who should not be gone at the time or in the way he had gone.
We were all quite overwhelmed and quite honestly we did not know how much we were in shock. You know, shock, the function of the body that shuts things down so that the systems of our body won’t be overwhelmed. When thoughts or information are the source of being overwhelmed it is the mind that goes into shock. The difficulty with this is that the mind is that part of us that “knows” stuff. So when our mind is shut down, we don’t always “know” it.
Until a telltale gas cap mysteriously is not where you have put it every time you filled up with gas for the last 35 years. Then you stop and realize. Your mind is not working the way it normally does. And why? Because of emotions. Because of a natural function of the mind and body in unnatural circumstances.
Think about this.
We have lived in unnatural circumstances since Genesis 3.
We were not made to be limited only to the function of our senses. “Natural” for the human race included eyes in our head and eyes in our hearts. We often hear that humans use ten percent (or some other shockingly low percentage) of our mental capacity. I am afraid that we hear this as the capacity to hold data, instead of the capacity to Think Differently. More than capacity to contain information, we should consider our capacity to see. We apply our thought processes based on what we see, we see based on how we look.
I am convinced that Jesus views the human race as blind. (See John 9:39-41). Not in some critical way of believing we are dumb or bad, but simply because He sees all that is, including seeing what we do not see. He kindly offers to help those who cannot see gain sight. Ironically He makes a concurrent offer to help those who can see become blind.
He is simply making an observation about our willingness to consider our limitations. We either know we are blind and ask that He make us see, or we believe we see, and therefore ask for nothing.
I am blind.
I have found in these days that I can become even more blind. Whether overcome by grief, and forgetting a gas cap, or simply having the eyes of my heart covered over by the sheer emotions of today. I can become more blind.
Like peering through a pinhole, or having mud on my windshield, I can still see, but oh, so little. And like the mind in shock, I don’t know how limited I am until my life sends me back a message.
If I have eyes in my heart, then the condition of my heart directly affects my ability to see. If I am angry I see others wrongly. If I am hurt, I see others through the pin-hole of my own pain. If my heart is shrinking, or weary, the eyes within are clouded and the world around me appears distorted.
The more we have a heart that bears the Divine Image, the more we will be able to see the things that we previously could not see. The more we allow the shortcomings of another to change us, the less we are like the Divine Image, and our sight is already impaired.
We buy corrective lenses for the eyes of our heads, but we often allow ongoing distortions to run rampant in the eyes of our hearts.
I know better today what the Bible means when it tells us “Guard your heart above all else….from it, flow all the issues of your life…”
I am quite blind, how about you?