Fix your eyes on Jesus

I sit in the chair and the eye doctor says, "Look at the letters I am going to show you. Tell me which one is more clear. Ready?"

"Ok -  1 or 2?"

I look at the letters and quite honestly, neither looks more clear.

"uhhh....2?" I say half believing myself.

"Ok - let's try again. Ready?"

"1 or 2?"

Hmm...still not much difference.

"1? Maybe? No, wait, 2?"

I was thinking that our life decisions are like this sometimes. It just doesn't seem clear. The answer is blurred.

Do I start the Bible study with my neighbor who really sortof bugs me?

Do I send my child to Christian school or public school?

Do I keep working?

How hard to I discipline my child?

Is adoption right for us?

Where do I send my tithe? Is it ok to send it to a person and not an official church?

Hmmm....1 or 2?

Blurry. Not sure.

"FIX YOUR EYES ON JESUS."

Hebrews 3 reminds us where we ought to go for the answers.

My family recently experienced the earthly death of our dad. He was a wise, wise man. He studied God's word and prayed daily, if not continually. He wrote notes, meditated, and shared with us all.

I was trying to decide whether or not to go to Africa. My heart was grieving. My body was exhausted. I didn't know if I could do it. The trip is so trying. It is difficult. It was going to take lots of energy and enthusiasm.

I just couldn't decide what to do. I felt my children needed me at home. I wanted to surround myself with my husband, my sisters, my brother, my mom, my aunt as I grieved the death of my father, our spiritual and earlthy mentor.

But, in walked my little sis. She had a sheet of paper that held the distinctive writing of my dad.

"HOW TO MAKE A DECISION."

Ask yourself these questions:

1. Is it in line with the Word of God?

2. Is it line with what God has been doing in your life both right now and for your future?

3. Would you feel comfortable with the decision based on what the Bible says?

"FIX YOUR EYES ON JESUS"

The decision was made.

The flights were taken.

The team was gathered.

The visa was secured.

The little girl who my dad sponsored for months,

whom he prayed for continually,

was brought to the playhouse he had built....