Listening With Our Eyes

May 26, 2014

Today’s meditation centers on the 9th verse of Psalm 139.

We Louisiana Methodists are preparing for Annual Conference and our Bishop Cynthia Harvey has asked us to study Psalm 139.
For me, this has meant tackling one verse, each day, in the days leading up to Conference.
Here’s the 9th verse:
Psalm 139:9 NIV
If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea,
I enjoy visualizing where the Psalmists might have been when pen hit paper sharp object hit stone tablet.
In verse 8, I imagne someone with a really long beard, wearing sandals and sitting high atop a hill, overlooking a large body of water at sunrise.
To his left is the dawn – a glorious sun, rising slowly in the east and to his right is the far side of the sea, level set against a sharp horizon.
As he soaks in this wonderful vista, he almost day dreams of flying across this beautiful landscape with God as his co-pilot.
It is as if he is listening – with his eyes.
In Mitch Albom’s book Have a Little Faith, he shared a sermon from his Rabbi that went like this:
A little girl came home from school with a drawing she’d made in class. She danced into the kitchen, where her mother was preparing dinner.
“Mom, guess what?’ she squealed, waving and drawing.
Her mother never looked up.
“What?” she said, tending to the pots.
“Guess what?’ the child repeated, waving the drawing.
“What?” the mother said, tending to the plates.
“Mom, you’re not listening.”
“Sweetie, yes I am.”
“Mom,” the child said, “you’re not listening with your eyes.“
Too often we tend to walk around like zombies – unaware of God’s powerful and breathtaking method of communicating with us – nature.
It’s a powerful communication tool in many ways.
With it, He reveals Himself continually – from one end of this glorious Earth to the next and, sometimes, He even shows off.
May we stop, open our eyes and listen.