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Walls coming up like blinders on a horse, narrowing the field of vision.  Focus being driven down to only what is before your eyes.  Seeming purposed singlemindedness but in reality – has become worship.

This is why we must be careful about what is in front of our eyes.  Why it’s important where we lay our eyes.  If our eyes are on our jobs, then the desktop or results become our focus and our vision narrows in and soon it is front and center of our lives, in the place only Jesus should be.  If our eyes are on our families, spouses, most especially our children…  they unknowingly become idols, and come to enjoy, even expect our worship…
And these, are but a few.

Oh, Jesus must be before our eyes to save us from ourselves!  Take note, dear ones, next time you are focused in on what lay before you.  Is your head down, even bowed, blinders up, fully given over to the task at hand?  Step back, look up.  Christ longs to have your gaze set on Him that He may give you a victorious, meaningful life.  Stop, listen, Holy Spirit whispers to guide and empower you in ways you never considered. For His ways are not our ways, but they are so much better!  This is how we learn to have an eternal perspective. 

Worshipping rightly, our Savior alone.  In everything we do.


Be encouraged dear ones – the King of Kings and LORD of Lords longs to cup your chin in His hands and meet you face to face…

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