How many people do we approach daily that we look past? We each have our own desires and agenda.  At times, I fear I look at those around me as means to fulfill that desire or my agenda.  But what happens when I look in?  Look into someone’s eyes, heart, and really listen.  Listen to the pain, brokenness, longings.  What if those moments are one of touch, taste, and sounds of the Gospel.

What if I look with the eyes of Jesus, what will I see: delight, unconditional love, home?

May I look in to discover what he might have and find out what I miss when I just look past.