Guest Post by Michelle
I look over and she is pouring her heart out in worship as we sing.
I wonder what He has done in her life to bring such passion.
I look over again, it is a new song, and she is just standing there.
I wonder where that song hits her. What is she going through that this particular song brings her to contemplate instead of worship passionately?
I realize that my glasses have changed. We are all born with a pair of glasses on. They are perfect with no scratches or cracks or dents. We see the world perfectly as God intended.
Then, life happens. As we grow, our glasses get marked up by life. We see things differently. Our life shapes how we see the world.
Something BIG happens. Our parents get divorced when we are children. A parent dies. We are abused, taken advantage of. We throw away that old marked up pair of glasses and put on a new warped pair with clear lenses. It is part of our new normal.
Life happens again and we begin to get scratches and cracks as we keep moving on.
We grow up, and we attempt to put these child’s glasses aside and put on our big people glasses. Most often the big people glasses are just put on over the other pair.
God shows you that you need to deal with that pair from your childhood. What are you harboring on the inside? It is hard work to take that old pair of glasses off because it lies beneath a new pair that has fused to it. The child’s pair is shaping the adult pair.
Tragedy strikes. You lose a child. You can’t have a child. Your spouse dies. You lose your job. You lose your house.
WHAT? How could this happen?? You throw away those glasses together and put on an entirely new pair.
I put on my Janie Beth glasses. I now saw the world through my experience with Janie Beth. When I first got my real glasses, I felt as though people couldn’t see me looking at them because they covered my eyes. I felt disconnected in a way, like I was watching through a window.
When I put on my Janie glasses, it was the same way, except it was actually true. I hid behind them. No one can see my pain. I sit on the outside looking in.
I clip on my sunglasses one day.
“What?” I ask.
“Perhaps you need to clip the SONglasses on over your Janie glasses.”
It brought me back to that woman. My Janie glasses made me see her and realize that she was going through something in her life. (We all are.) Now, through my SON glasses, I was moved with compassion for her. I went from wondering to praying.
Janie Beth changed my glasses. This pair will get scratched and cracked also, but if I have my SONglasses on, it doesn’t matter. He covers up the scratches and cracks.
I don’t know how many more pairs of glasses I will put on and take off, if any.
But, I know that God will be there to gently take them off (or pick up the shattered pieces when I throw them off) if I need to cry while putting on the new pair; like the child who has fallen. We gently take off their glasses so they can rest their head better on our chests. He will cradle me just as He did when I couldn’t see anymore through the old pair. He took them off, then gently put on my Janie glasses. Now, I must ask Him daily to help me put on my SONglasses.