Next He said, “Give me YOUR eyes. Not only is the way you see yourself messed up, but the way you see the rest of the world.” I remember the very moment He said this to me…
I was laying on the floor of the cabin listening to my ipod, trying to get some time away from everyone to reflect on everything. That song by Chris Sligh came on: “Give me your eyes for just one second so I can see everything I’ve been missing.”
Right about then is when someone came over and shook me to tell me it was time for dinner. As I walked down to the cafeteria, I was looking around at all the other World Racers…I remember thinking I don’t know if I feel like crying or hugging every single one of them. I was upset with myself that I had been seeing them through my own eyes…eyes that are quick to cast judgments, eyes that are full of pride but I also had this crazy love for each of them that I just couldn’t keep to myself. That dinner was so different; it wasn’t even about the food (which is a miracle in itself because at the beginning of the week I was unsure if I would ever be able to think about anything other than my stomach) it was about the people around me, the God we serve, the duty we share. All week I had been told to honor my squad and teammates and to prefer others over myself but for the first time it really made sense to me.
By no means do I have this mastered but I do believe God gave me His eyes for just one second so I could see what I was missing.
As I was walking up to the pavilion from dinner, I said “this is what I came for; this is what I was supposed to get out of this week.”
Little did I know, what was else He had in store….
