knowledge and eyes

knowledge.

I was thinking about the word today...

What to do with the knowledge?

With knowledge, comes responsibility...

With knowledge...sorrow increases....

Is it because it withdraws us less from the freedom of childlike existence??

A child is free in what they do not know...free to ask questions uninhibitedly, free to make mistakes (in an atmosphere of abundance of grace from others)...free to play all day without care or thought of "tasks that need accomplishing...

Ultimately, is it that knowledge brings about responsibility and that is the sorrow of it? Or that it brings about more awareness of the brokenness of earth and the need for the Kingdom to come as it is in heaven?

There is hope in that last question, I feel...

For if knowledge points us to sorrow it points us back to our need for faith..
which directs our hearts to hope...
which directs our steps toward love...

and love overcomes. it is not always easy, but that is Ok right? Because it conquers. And at the end of the day would you rather life offer you continual ease Or....or... or...

I don't know how to end that question. probably because I am asking myself this right now as well.

Let me add some additions to this..

I have observed the very wealthy and the very poor. And I have observed the in-betweens...the upper middle class, the lower middle class, the straight-up middle class (if there actually be such a norm! ;)

For the very wealthy, those seemingly at ease, I have seen sorrow of relationship... a lack that affects the internal man because of the external wealth
(not saying this is the reality for all wealthy, just an observation in some places)

Then I have observed, the poorest of poor in third world nations of the world. Children who fight for rice and beans and stuff them in their pockets because they may not get another hand-out for a couple days...

Yet despite this they seem to have an inward wealth, some sort of freedom perhaps that lights their face in a joy that does not seem so common on the face of a materially wealthy man...

And my spirit says yes to these places where this very poor people live...
and my spirit often feels discouraged in the homes of the very materially content....

and what about the middle class?? what about it? I do not know....

I guess all this to say, something that has been on my heart...

Things aren't always as they seem... and we should probably repeat this to ourselves everyday, perhaps even many times a day..because we tend to depend upon our impressions and take them as reality..without realizing it, and without our heart even intending it and, in turn, so quickly operate in assumptions and presumptions in how we see one another..and probably could do a lengthy post on that and some observations I've been making.. but to keep it simple...these things destroy, kill, and steal.. (in relationships, in life, which is relationship)

For humankind, there are so many ways...
Many ways of hunger...many ways of wealth...
May we all have eyes that look deeper...
and hearts that are willing to say...I may "see" this in one way first...but maybe I should "look again"..with the deeper eyes...with gentler eyes..perhaps the "eyes" of the heart...and still, look again and again... and find rest in the bridge of the mind and the heart...but not depend on one versus the other tooo much...

find rest in the eyes of the Savior...
may they fall upon us...
may they direct us...
may they fall out of us ..like light rays...like a look of love...

what do His eyes look like??...


(this blog should end here...but here are some "end notes"...sometimes I think they are purple and green...they've got to be more tremendous then anything ever seen...
more than any moon so full...any sunset so colored..perhaps more than anything that would hold us in gasp of wonder and splendored stare...

If I looked into those eyes, would I fall over...
would I be silent?
would I sing?

would I do both simultaneously?...

"I want Your eyes to be my mirror. I want Your eyes to tell me who I am. Your eyes, no more lies, no more lies. I can see, I can see me in Your eyes..." -Graham Cooke ...
I can see other's in your eyes, and they look different then what I see with the natural eye (where assumption & presumption masks and lies)..
dark, but lovely..