People read meaning and value into the use of eyes. Yet, depending on our culture and status, we get conflicting messages: "Look at me when I'm talking to you" (child in American culture), or "Never look at a man" (women in Muslim culture), or even "Look into my eyes to see how I love you" (Western lovers).
Our perception of color is unique to ourselves. What my mother sees as blue, I may argue as green. Artists paint, draw, and sculpt in ways we would not have imagined, recreating their view of the world according to their inner eye.
When any part of eyesight or seeing is hindered, our bodies compensate, not fully understanding what others see. We use sight as metaphor for comprehension: "He's blind to the truth," or "I should have seen that coming."
I'm not always good at knowing what God wants. Sometimes I miss the impossible solution, trying to see the future.
In the Bible, people as finite as we in having limited information, asked questions, afraid of the future. Some are called "heroes of the faith" because they believed without seeing.
Trudging up the hill to sacrifice his heir in obedience to God, Abraham's heart might have been breaking. He never wavered, knowing God had every circumstance under his watchful eye. Here's the story:
Isaac turned to him and said, "Father?"
"'Yes, my son?' Abraham replied.
"We have the fire and the wood," the boy said, "but where is the sheep for the burnt offering?"
"God will provide a sheep for the burnt offering, my son," Abraham answered. (Genesis 22:7-8a NLT
Where are our eyes focused today? Are they wide open to the humanly impossible, to what only God can do? To the intricate and unimaginable that God has planned for us and those we love?