Got my God-goggles on

I got a text today from my pastor today telling me I was wearing my God-goggles. What a compliment! Sometime earlier this year, Darren came up with this term — yes, it was taken from the term used in a song by Neal McCoy about beer goggles.

This term, though, has nothing to do with seeing things incorrectly, instead it’s about seeing the way God sees, feeling with His heart.

I spent this day in a surgical waiting room at the local hospital while my mother got her new knee. At one point I slipped out of the waiting room to visit the ladies room. On the way, I saw a lady in the hallway who seemed very distressed. When I came back out of the restroom, headed again for the waiting room, I saw the lady and the young man who was with her, both still seeming very upset. I took a couple steps toward the waiting room, then turned around and walked up to the lady and the young man I soon learned was her son.

Mind you, I’m not an extrovert. This kind of thing actually terrifies me. I’m much more comfortable behind this computer than I am interacting with people. I’m not the kind who will walk up to a complete stranger and offer assistance. I was so far outside my comfort zone in doing this I felt sick at first, then felt the most amazing peace in it.

I introduced myself and told this lady I could see she was very upset and offered to pray with her. She told me that they’d just been given the news by her mother’s doctors that the chronic condition she’d lived with for some time has taken its toll and that they would be taking her off the respirator. She said the doctors told her it was up to her mother and God now.

This heartbroken daughter allowed me to hold her hands as I prayed for her and her mother. Her son joined us as we lifted up his grandmother for healing.

I walked away so humbled. God allowed me to see as He does today and to feel the way He does, and my eyes brimmed with tears. I don’t know the name of this lady or her son, but I know God does. I will continue to pray for her and her family. They’re having a tough holiday season and really need strength and peace that is supernatural.

I wonder now how many times I’ve walked past someone, never actually seeing them. A small and brief taste of wearing God-goggles, but I’m thinking I want to wear them a lot more.

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