I was walking out of the grocery store with my husband yesterday. I told him that I know that I am supposed to see the light of God inside of everyone, but sometimes it is so hard. As I said it, we were walking past several people. There had to be at least twenty different people. Some young, some old, all different races and backgrounds. We had to pass them to get to the doors. I looked at each one of them and I knew that not a single one of them even knew that I existed. As I passed each person, I knew I should be able to look at them and see God and understand the love that I should feel for my brothers or sisters in Christ. Yet my heart felt low because I just felt worried about what that person would do if they actually had noticed me.
I have been taught all my life that strangers just want to hurt me or take advantage of me. I don’t want to be noticed because being noticed will come to no good. As I walked by each person it was like walking through a minefield. I didn’t want to get too close to any of them. It hurt knowing how it should be and how it is. The hardest part for me is knowing there’s people out there who can see better than I can; they can look on their brothers and sisters and see the light. I am still learning.
Today, I pray that as I open my heart and continue to grow, I hope that God will help me to open my eyes to see pass all the notions in my head and really see His people in front of me.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
