Heart Hope by Olga

I recently came across this poem called "If I Had Known," which goes like this: If I had known what trouble you were bearing; What griefs were in the silence of your face; I would have been more gentle, and more caring, And tried to give you gladness for a space. I would have brought more warmth into the place, If I had known. If I had known what thoughts despairing drew you; (Why do we never try to understand?) I would have lent a little friendship to you, And slipped my hand within your hand, And made your stay more pleasant in the land, If I had known. This poem by Mary Carolyn Davies is a great reminder that we don't know what is going on in the lives of those around us, but I think we can take this a bit farther by examining a couple of points that this poem doesn't mention.  First and perhaps most important is that often we don't have eyes that see the hurts in the lives of others. We fail to look deeply into the faces of the people that we pass ea...

Overheard in a dressing room recently—“I could never buy that dress, because it looks like eyes staring at me.” I thought it was an interesting statement since the eyes were looking away from the wearer at everyone else around her. How could a peacock feather eye on a piece of material make someone feel nervous or uncomfortable when there are real eyes resting on you all day long?    In Colorado there are eyes everywhere looking at us. We have beautiful, majestic Aspen trees that have “eyes.” As the lower branches break off they form a scar or blemish on the tree trunk that looks like an eye. Some are large and rounded; others are narrow and slanted.   Some bulge out and others are recessed. Each tree has many eyes looking in all different directions.  These ever-present Aspen eyes don’t make me feel uneasy, but they do serve as a reminder that there are eyes always on me—the eyes of God. The Bible says that the eyes of the Lord are searching all over the earth...