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The eyes are the window to the soul. Most of us have heard this commonly used phrase at least once in our lives, maybe even twice.

But, do we ever really stop to think about what it means? I’m sure none of us would give the exact same answer to the question of ‘what does this statement mean?’. Yet, we would hit pretty close to the same mark that the eyes of a being reveal a lot about what goes on in the soul.

When we look into the eyes of another person, what do we see?

Those with kind, gentle eyes are few and far between, while those with eyes filled with sadness, anger, bitterness and even deadness are far more common.

No matter what your observational skills are, whether you notice a lot about another or just a little, chances are you have taken note of the times that you looked into another persons eyes and saw kindness, gentleness and love because the experience is so uncommon.

Yet, this is what I think of whenever I picture Jesus/Yeshua Himself.

When He walked among us, I imagine from the biblical accounts of Him, that He had with eyes full of love, kindness, gentleness and compassion, even in the face of the great pain, fear, hatred and confusion in the eyes and hearts of those who were around Him.

His eyes were so full of His great love for people that some of those same people couldn’t help but stop, take notice and respond. And, eventually after spending time with Him, it seems their eyes were changed, becoming more like His, seeing things He saw in the way He saw them.

Scripture tell us that God made us in His image, it also tells us that God breathed His own spirit of life into Adam and Eve. This is the same spirit He breaths into us when we come into relationship with Him through the redemptive sacrifice He made for us. The same life and love that He gives us that should be visible to others through our eyes.

Yet, what do you see when you look into another person’s eyes? Or, even your own in an unguarded moment? Do your eyes show others that you are a child of God who has spent time with Him in the light and love of His gaze?

“My son, give me your heart; And let your eyes keep in my ways.” Proverbs 23:26

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I love looking through photographs. Of course, it’s not the same as it used to be when you actually developed your photos and put them in albums, casually perusing them sitting in a comfy chair or sofa with a cup of coffee beside you. No, now it’s about  looking at a multitude of digital images on your computer screen in your office chair, and in my household, sometimes that includes a growing tween perched on the arm of the chair beside you.

It never fails, the minute I open up a file with photo’s and my son sees it, he is gripped by the images that he and I have taken through the years. As we flip through them, it’s very clear who took what. And, it has less to do with the technical aspect of the photo’s, and everything to do with the subjects.

Even though my son is only 12, he has an eye and steady hand for on-the-go photos that amazes me. He likes nothing more than to grab the camera while we’re driving somewhere and take photos through the open window or the windshield. Very rarely are they fuzzy or out of focus with the movement, somehow he is able to get clear, crisp shots, of the road in front of us, the sky above us, the blue-pink tinged mountains near us, or even a buffalo grazing in a field next to us, as we wind our way through whatever highways and byways we find ourselves on.

I, on the other hand, seem to have a great propensity for standing still outdoor shots and all that that term conjures up, from mountains, to architecture, to sculptures and everything in between, I take photos of anything that catches my fancy at the time.

Yet, when I was looking through more than  one digital album of photo’s lately I noticed that I take a disproportionate amount of photo’s of doors. Yes, doors, which seems kind of odd even to me who actually takes these photo’s. Doors in Italy, doors in Greece, doors in Turkey, doors in England, doors in Arizona, doors in Texas, doors at this fabulous door reseller in Taos, New Mexico. Doors. Doors. Doors.

So this got me thinking, why doors? It’s not like all of my photo’s are of doors, they’re mixed in with a lot of other really nice shots, but why the disproportionate amount? Then I realized it’s because doors represent movement, change, entering and exiting. You really can’t just ignore a door, you can either walk through it, walk away from it, wait for someone to open it or open it yourself.

Doors can represent hope in a way, even if one is closed to you right now. It’s not a solid wall you have to scale or find a way around, as long as a door is in front of you, there’s always the possibility that it will be open to you later.

In our lives, we experience a lot of doors. Many times we throw ourselves against a door, only to find it’s locked to us and we have to then move on, allowing ourselves to be led to another one that is open to us. Sometimes there are doors that we have to wait patiently in front of, waiting for God to open them for us, and, sometimes all we have to do is reach out to find that He has unlocked it for us, we just needed to believe Him and reach out our hand and turn the doorknob.

At the end of the day, not only is He the creator of the Universe, but He’s also the one that leads us to the doors that we must individually walk through. For many of us those doors are totally different. We can walk with one another towards a door and support each other as we get there, but He’s the only One who can walk us through our own doors to the lives He has planned for us.

We soon find out when we try to open doors we were never supposed to go through how difficult and many times impossible it is to gain access to those doors and what lies behind them. They are forever locked to us, while our own open at just the right time and in just the right way.

“So Jesus said to them again, ‘Truly, truly, I say to you, I am the door of the sheep. All who came before Me are thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not hear them. I am the door; if anyone enters through Me, he will be saved, and will go in and out and find pasture.‘”

John 10:7-9

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