The Way You See It

When life fills with change, I notice the way I see things. We all have our everyday routines and may not think much about how we look at life because it's so... ordinary. But perspective can make a gloomy day cozy or it can transform a friend's thoughtful gesture into an annoyance.

This has been on my mind since Sunday, when I sat next to a blind woman in church. My church likes their music loud, and they usually stick to contemporary songs. But these old lyrics were sung so we could hear the voices next to us: "Turn your eyes upon Jesus, look full in His wonderful face, and the things of Earth will grow strangely dim in the light of His glory and grace." When I heard her voice for the first time, she sang about looking at Jesus. I know what it's like to look someone full in the face while everything else fades away, but my idea of the face of Jesus is clouded with thousands of other images of faces. It's possible that the only face she knows intimately is Jesus' face. Perhaps people who can't see the world around them can most certainly see, but they see different things and in different ways. It's possible that they see more of what really matters.

I sit at a desk from 8:00 in the morning to 5:00 at night, every day. With two days left at my current desk, the way I think about my work is opposite of how I'll be thinking about it at my new desk. Here, all is coming to a close. There, all is just beginning.

I'm about to travel to new places and see people go about life in ways I've never seen, and I'm sure it will change my routine back here in Colorado.

Everyone needs a perk-up now and then -- a little jolt in the ol' daily grind. Sometimes we can't keep it from happening, and sometimes we have to nudge it along. I'm ready to freshen up a bit and take notice of how I see things.