It was in January during our annual Seven Days Prayer and Fasting in church that I first noticed a blur in the way I see things from a distant. I think it was the third day of fasting when I decided to check out the afternoon prayer meeting right downstairs of our office. I stood at the back of Assembly Hall and had a hard time distinguishing the face of the worship leader in front, even the text flashed on the screen looked a bit blurred. I thought I was just hungry so I shrugged it off and went back living a normal life.
Few months later, I was having lunch with my officemates at our cafeteria and I figured out it was not normal to not see the face of the man seating few meters away from us. So they recommended to have my eyes checked before it gets worse. I didn’t want to believe them because I know I see things fine. Or so I thought.
Last Saturday, I reluctantly entered Medical City to finally have my eyes checked. They were right. I have poor eyesight. In fact when the ophthalmologist finally put on the right grade of lenses for me and made me read the set of letters flashed on the wall, I was astonished. It was the best letter E and letter C I’ve seen all my life. Then I had to wait for few days to finally get my own eyeglasses.
Those few days were the hardest. I think it’s because after the check up, I’ve already experienced seeing things through right lenses so when I went back seeing the world through my poor eyesight I just knew I wasn’t anymore seeing the best. It was like being awakened to the truth, if you may. The truth that our television has no problem, my eyes have. The truth that the view I see from the bus window is more colorful and detailed that I thought it was. The truth that it’s possible to still clearly distinguish the face of a person even from a distant. By the way, if by any chance you waved “Hi!” to me from afar and I didn’t wave back it wasn’t because I wanted to intentionally ignore you, I just didn’t see you, sorry!
Except for the fact that I almost tripped for skipping a step while going down the stairs this morning (still adjusting!), these eyeglasses work so awesomely. I was wrong. For the past couple of months I thought that’s how things really appear. I thought that was it, the best way I could see things. Until I put my glasses on and now I see things back on a 20-20 perspective. Now I’m left with nothing but a clearer vision and a lesson to muster: Sometimes in life we thought we’ve already seen the best not knowing that God has something else more to offer – His best.
When we start looking through the lens of God’s best, we will realize it’s not even close to our standard of best. That there’s more to your career than your current position. That you cannot just finish school but you can finish it excellently. That there is a better guy – a godly, more stable, more handsome, more leader guy – than that guy who can’t even begin to make it clear to you what his intentions really are. That God has something for us that is way bigger than the biggest dreams we could ever dream of or imagine. The Bible says that God’s ways are higher than ours, His thoughts more than our thoughts (Isaiah 55:9). And once we start knowing that God has the best in mind for us, dare will we go back settling for less.
So where do we go from here? Where can we go in order for us to begin seeing what is God’s best for us?
To the cross, I suggest my friend, where they nailed the Best we could ever have in life. See for yourself and ponder. While we were at our worst, God has already given you His best-est to begin with.
“This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the the world that we might live through him.” – 1 John 4:9 (NIV)
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