Your Little Eyes
What can I say?
How can I explain your little eyes?
When they are sleeping, all is quiet. All is well, but something is missing.
When they are open, I can gaze into them. I can get lost in them.
In you little eyes, I can see my hopes, my dreams.
I see your future, my future. You ARE my future.
In your little eyes, I can see my past.
Though they are a different color, I can see the same spunk, fire, tenacity, sass.
That fact both excites and frightens me.
I can see the sunlight in your little eyes.
They are so full of life…
So full of wonder…
So full of awe…
The world around them fills them with deep, burning curiosity that seems to never be tamed.
Oh, the pride that I see in those little eyes when they have accomplished the “impossible.”
It can not only be seen, but felt deep within me.
Your little eyes cause my heart to surge with affection and unending love.
Those same little eyes can cause such fist clinching anger…at times.
But, when your little eyes are swollen because they can’t think of the words, they can’t explain…
They can’t make me understand.
They are frustrated.
Tears spill down…
They melt me in that moment.
They rip me in a place that I didn’t know I could be torn.
Those little eyes make me want to hold you and try to make that embrace enough.
I want to understand and let you know I do care.
I hold you and for a moment, just be the ME to your YOU.
May those little eyes grow to see goodness.
May they brim with compassion.
May those little eyes never stop searching for what they are supposed to find.
May they see what they are meant to see.
My heart beats for those little eyes.
– For my little EG. Mommy is sorry that I didn’t understand today.
Matthew 6:22-23 (NIV)
22 “The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eyes are healthy,[a] your whole body will be full of light. 23 But if your eyes are unhealthy,[b] your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light within you is darkness, how great is that darkness!