20/20

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tired, sleepless, wide-eyed, I lay on my bed

looking out my window

eyes free of my artificial lenses

but able to see the moon

full and luminous

without clarity

you look like a dandelion, old moon

ready to be scattered by the gusty blast of a

boy turned tornado

you might be a million shards of light

blown away

never to return to the whole

without warning

a ribbon of fear wraps itself

around my heart

is this what I have done, Father?

have I, with unfocused eyes

seen You as a someone

You are not?

have I, in weakness

believed You to be fragile

easily disseminated by my recklessness?

before the ribbon tightens

my fear becomes a prayer

help me see You

rightly

with heart eyes clear and focused faith

that You are solid

a rock

worthy

to be

trusted

much

and my lids surrender then to sleep.

Now we see things imperfectly, like puzzling reflections in a mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely. (I Corinthians 13:12, NLT)

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