'All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen." Ralph Waldo Emerson
What is your perspective? What is perspective? Some synonyms are: angle, aspect, attitude, mindset viewpoint, way of looking. What is your way of looking at the world when life gets burdensome? Do you see grace in it all? Or do you see defeat? One of my all time favorite books is by Ann Voskamp - One Thousand Gifts. It is a book about living fully right where you are. Sometimes we live life so 'tight-fisted' ..hands closed off to God because He allowed certain things to happen in our life. We live life so 'tight-fisted' unable to receive God's blessings because we have shut ourselves up to receive anything from God - including the good. When we close ourselves off to God in anger and disappointment, we close ourselves off to the blessings as well. We forget to look for the graces He gives in everyday life. I know what I am talking about. I lost my mother at a very young age and I've buried a son. It took me years to get to the point where I just had to open my hands up and be willing to receive whatever God brought into my life. It's amazing what you see when you take off the lenses of disbelief and distrust. God's grace is everywhere..we just have to change our perspective.
My friend Cherie has been taking pictures of crosses that she sees when she goes on hikes. She's found crosses in the sand while visiting the ocean. Forests and parks were full of crosses on the ground and in the sky. It just struck me what reminders God gives us that He is still there, He sees, and He cares. I was struck by the fact how obvious some of these crosses where. God gives grace, we just have to be willing to let Him show us. We don't write our life story, God does. In seeing these crosses in various scenery, it is a reminder to trust Him.
Many things we see in this life and wonder what God is up to. When we see with the eyes of grace, we can trust in His unseen hand.
The Unseen Hand:
by Albert Jackson Sims
There is an unseen had to me,
That leads through wave I cannot see
While going through this world of woe,
This hand still leads me as I go
I’m trusting to, the unseen hand,
That guides me through this weary land
When some sweet day I’ll reach that strand,
Still guided by the unseen hand
This hand has led through shadows drear
And while it leads I have no fear
I know t’will lead, me to that home
Where sin nor sorrow ere can come