Since we sang the song “Open My Eyes” by Jesse Manibusan at Family Camp this summer, it has been going through my head a lot. I find myself singing it and humming it all the time.
We spent a week this summer focusing on opening our eyes, opening our ears, opening our hearts to see and hear and love like God. At Camp, surrounded by families and teens who are working on loving each other and being the best they can be, it was really easy to see love in everyone. We were in a place full of gorgeous natural beauty and could see the Creator’s hand everywhere.
I have been working really hard to keep my eyes and ears open to see and hear God in the city and to love “non-camp” people as much as I loved the people in that little sanctuary of our camp retreat. I have discovered God’s face and heard God’s voice in some unexpected, surprising places.
When we went to pick blueberries, there was a really annoying little girl “picking” with her family. She was being very loud and I did not appreciate her presence during my special blueberry time. I decided to let go of my annoyance and try to ignore her, when the strangest thing happened. I noticed how calmly and sweetly and lovingly her father was speaking to her. I realized that I was hearing the voice of God in her father’s voice.
My eyes were opened to the seeing the face of God, or at least the hand of God, when we watched the meteor shower. I was unprepared for how moving and beautiful the meteors were. Each one made me catch my breath. Each one looked like a masterpiece. Sharing the experience with John and Sam was an unexpected opportunity to bask together in a feeling of wonder and enchantment. I expected a show and I received a miracle.
I find myself singing this song and praying these words over and over since taking them to heart this summer –
Open my eyes, Lord, help me to see your face.
Open my ears, Lord, help me to hear your voice.
Open my heart, Lord, help me to love like you.
These are wonderful words to dwell upon. I am thankful that we spent so much time listening to this song on our retreat. Like the thought conditioners that we memorized all those years ago, I can feel these words sinking into my subconscious mind and my heart and beginning to transform me. I welcome the change.