Right Before My Very Eyes

The other day I couldn’t find my wallet and I was totally distraught. I looked everywhere and I couldn’t locate it. I was in panic thinking back where I could have left it or dropped it the night before. But I was certain I had it with me when I came home. I asked Anabelle’s help and she is very good in finding things –  with the help of St. Anthony. And in no time at all, she found the missing wallet on top of one of our drawers, which I passed by several times in my search.

To miss something or even someone who is right there before my very eyes – is this a seniors thing as i grow older or is it plain stubbornness in me? I  look for happiness and it is staring me in the face all the time. All I have to do is reach out for it. I search for meaning in my life and it is happening all around all the time. All I have to do is to be in the moment. I craved for success and I was right smack in the middle of it. I only come to realize and appreciate it when others tell me about it.

I long to see and touch and hear God’s presence. But there is only silence. All of nature is charged with the grandeur of God. All of creation see his praise. I can touch and feel the love he has planted in everyone of the people who have come into my life and have touched me to the core. Yet, like the Jews I ask: “How long will you keep us in suspense? If you are the Christ, tell us plainly.”

In my heart, I know my Savior lives. Yet, I refuse to listen to my heart. I often listen only to my head. In my gut, I know I was born for greater things and that the best is still to come. Yet, I would seek a rational reason for everything I do. Believing makes sense (that sentiment is a from my heart) but it is so difficult to live it out (that is a conclusion from my head.)

So the Jews gathered round him and said to him, “How long will you keep us in suspense? If you are the Christ, tell us plainly.” Jesus answered them, “I told you, and you do not believe. The works that I do in my Father’s name, they bear witness to me; but you do not believe, because you do not belong to my sheep. My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me; and I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish, and no one shall snatch them out of my hand.
John 10:22-30

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