Do not be like the
hypocrites.
They are missing out.
They pray to be
seen by people
rather than by
their unseen Father.
Filled with the
recognition they seek,
they miss the eyes
of the Beloved One.
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He goes unseen,
hidden from the
view of pride,
invisible to the
self-absorbed.
He sees and is
seen by
those who close
and lock the door
to be alone with
him.
Father, may I be seen
by you,
may your eyes light up my soul,
may your gaze fill me.
“I see you,” he
says. “I see you.”
Do not be like those
who don’t know God,
trying
to move him with words
when
he is already moved on their behalf,
covering
all their bases
when
only one thing is necessary,
sitting at his feet.
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He waits in silence
in silence he is
heard.
When I am drowned
by many words,
silence is the
ark that stays afloat
and makes room
for his re-creating word,
his call for deliverance.
Father, close my mouth
and ears
as you did the door of the ark.
May the flood of noise
always be outside our place.
“I hear you,” he
says. “I hear you.”
I am seen.
I am heard.
What else would a father do?
The heavens are open to me.
I need not make a name for myself,
only call out yours.
I do not have to make things happen;
I need only be remade.
Each day you care for me
as one who knows what I need before I ask.
As long as people owe me recognition,
I am collecting.
Allow me to let it all go
so I am free to seek your recognition.
There are many things that shine,
many
things that call,
but only you are worth seeing and hearing
in
everything.
I am seen.
I am heard.
I am free.
( A meditation on
Matthew 6:5-17 for my fellow Embers)
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