A series of biblical reflections and prayers from David L. Miller, pastor of faith formation at St. Timothy Lutheran Church, Naperville, IL. David is the former editor of The Lutheran magazine and Director of Spiritual Formation at the Lutheran School of Theology at Chicago.
Monday, March 23, 2015
Monday March 23, 2015
It is too light a thing that you should be my servant to
raise up the tribes of Jacob and
to restore the survivors of Israel; I will
give you as a light to the nations, that
my salvation may reach to the end of the earth.’
In your eyes
I imagine your eyes, Jesus. Sometimes I truly see them
and know what is there.
The tenderness in your eyes when you held and blessed children
brings tears. But I also love the fire and anger there when you threw money
changers from the temple and railed against arrogant Pharisees who parsed the
law but cared nothing for the poor.
It is easy for me to see compassion in your eyes
as your head turned side-to-side surveying the longing crowd, who were like sheep
without a shepherd. Your eyes reveal your frustration over the dullness disciples
who failed to understand you. And I see the quiet that filled them as you prayed
by the lake.
Most painful is the desperation and pain as they tied
you to a stake and whipped you bloody. I can barely look into your eyes then.
You are so real to me, and your eyes are lights into
your soul, no, into the soul of the Loving Mystery who filled you.
Your eyes are a light, revealing the heart of the One
who longs for us.
I look into your eyes and know what I need to know.
But the mystery I see in you shines, too, in other eyes that glisten with the
light of God, speaking a surprising love that finds and fills me even in these morning
Two words: Thank you … for what I know in your eyes.