The Lord is in His holy temple; the Lord’s throne is in heaven. His eyes watch; He examines everyone. Psalm 11:4
No creature is hidden from Him, but all things are naked and exposed to the eyes of Him to whom we must give an account. Hebrews 4:13
My words…
Praise
When I remain very still with my eyes closed in a quiet place and envision You on a throne in Your holy temple, my eyes burn, my throat constricts. Every time. Because when I see You with my spiritual eyes, You are looking straight at me. Eyes locked. I am being watched by the One who separated darkness from light, land from water, east from west. You’ve seen the birth of every star, and You watched my birth. You’ve seen mountains grow from the seas, and You watched me grow. You see the currents of air and water, flowing from place to place, and You’ve watched me move from house to house. You’ve seen the death of every creature, and You will one day watch me die as well. Living under Your gaze is a humbling, terrifying, honor.
Prayer for me
You see my intentions and my motives. I can’t cover them up or hide them from You. They are invisible to everyone around me but lay naked and exposed before Your eyes. I say one thing and do another; I intend to do something and do nothing. I ask for a measure of Your Spirit’s integrity and strength so I may by proud to offer You an account of what I’ve done.
Forgive me
I force You to narrow Your eyes and squint to see my good works, for they are few. Forgive me for not blinding You with the glory that is reflected off of my righteous acts. Convict me of what You call me to do, and forgive me when I openly neglect to do it.
Prayer for others
Lord, this week I have read of so much violence happening all around the globe You created. Stabbings, shootings, and bombings. Innocents slaughtered in the streets. A family eating at an outdoor café one minute and dead the next. You watched it happen. Did you turn your eyes away? I pray Your eyes will sear the souls of the terrorists who cause the suffering. Move them to question their actions. Your unending love is greater than their blind convictions.
More Praise
You see what I can’t and wish I could. You see light waves, radio waves, and microwaves. You see the path of the wind and every particle riding on it. You see the blood pulsing through my veins. You see those I love who have died. You see heaven. Oh to see through Your eyes! The best part? One day I will!
