Blessed Are the Eyes that See!

The seventy returned with joy, saying, “Lord, in your name even the demons submit to us!” Jesus said to them, “I watched Satan fall from heaven like a flash of lightning. See, I have given you authority to tread on snakes and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy; and nothing will hurt you. Nevertheless, do not rejoice at this, that the spirits submit to you, but rejoice that your names are written in heaven.”

At that same hour Jesus rejoiced in the Holy Spirit and said, “I thank you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because you have hidden these things from the wise and the intelligent and have revealed them to infants; yes, Father, for such was your gracious will. All things have been handed over to me by my Father; and no one knows who the Son is except the Father, or who the Father is except the Son and anyone to whom the Son chooses to reveal him.” Then turning to the disciples, Jesus said to them privately, “Blessed are the eyes that see what you see! For I tell you that many prophets and kings desired to see what you see, but did not see it, and to hear what you hear, but did not hear it.” Luke 10:17-24

Blessed Are The Eyes

Who do you see on your subway ride?
The young who iritate with the noise,
the bent over elder holding up the line
and the homeless one begging for a dime?

The power you have is to see or ignore
the presence of the holy in the daily
the heart of God in the midst of the city
the eyes of a savior seeking the lost.

The acrid smells and constant irritations
shut us down and we self protect
yet in the center of our fearful wtihdrawal
is the song of invitation and welcome.

Who do you see in the many waiting rooms?
Do we see the power of love in their sadness
our real, tangible fear in reaching out,
the reluctance to be an agent of change?