Some folks walk into a room and don’t have a clue.
The place could be rumbling, but he sees nothing new.
A problem could shout with a trumpet and flare,
But he’d hum a small tune and just comb his hair.
Others might walk in and pause at the door,
Feeling what’s different from moments before.
A whisper, a tension, a tremble in air—
They notice something that’s faintly there.
Why do some assume while others ask why?
What makes some wonder while others walk by?
Perhaps it’s the heart and the way it’s bent,
Toward helping because it is heaven-sent.
When Jesus walked through a crowd thick and tight,
He was squeezed and pushed, but that was all right.
A woman reached out to touch him, desperate for care.
He stopped. Looked around. “Who touched me there?”
“But everyone’s touching,” the puzzled ones cried.
“There’s been jostling and bustling on every side.”
“Oh yes,” Jesus said, “but this touch was no shove.
Faith reached out and touched me, believing in love.”
Sometimes we stare through narrow eyesight,
Yet missing the gorilla that strolls left to right.
With tunnel vision, we look very hard,
But miss the opportunity in our own yard.
We often see what we think we should see,
But we aren’t aware of all that could be.
If we widen our gaze and loosen our stare —
We’ll see much more than we’d been aware.
The brain can be trained like a guard at a gate,
To notice each detail and memorize each state.
The mind, when instructed, will quickly prepare
To capture what floats in the room’s quiet air.
Yet sharper than training and deeper than skill
Is walking with God and bending our will.
For he sees the corners we never could scan,
The curve of tomorrow, the why of his plan.
We can’t know everything. That’s certainly true.
We can’t see ahead as our Father God can do.
Sometimes we should speak, seeing no need to share,
Just sensing God’s whisper: “Go here. Speak there.”
Perhaps that’s awareness the heavenly way,
Not knowing the script, but choosing to obey,
Not seeing the ending, yet stepping out in prayer,
Trusting the One who is completely aware.
So ask for his heart and eyes that can see,
The needs in the room—and eternity.
“Lord, help me notice what matters most fair.
Make me aware, Lord. Aware because I care.”
