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Kitchen Window

Here's our kitchen window (complete with my boys' rock collection). While I'm cooking or doing dishes, I have a full view of the street and our front yard. Long before people knock on our door, I've already watched them approach. Through this window, I've watched parades, skunks, busses, trick 'o treaters, and horse drawn carriages. 

Here's the problem; You see that crooked window covering up there? It's wonky. So much so, I'm unable to open it myself. That tempermental covering requires a special touch that I, for some reason, don't have. 

If I get to the kitchen in the morning before Aaron, I have to settle for the florescent light and obstructed view until he raises the cover. No busses, skunks, observing the neighbor's dog chasing cars, nor natural light for me until Aaron opens that window covering. 

My window covering struggle is not unlike our spiritual walk. If we're not tuned in with God, we're unable to properly see the world for what it is. The Lord is the only One who can open the cover over our eyes and hearts so we can have wisdom, truth, hope, conviction, and discernment. 

2 Corinthians 3:16 tells us, "but whenever a person turns [in repentance] to the Lord, the veil is stripped off and taken away." Psalm 146:8 tells us that, "the Lord opens the eyes of the blind; The Lord raises up those who are bowed down..."

When we turn to God, we are able to see more clearly than those who don't love Him, who don't seek Him. Remember, wisdom, hope, joy, love, and righteous conviction is not visible when that window covering is pulled down. The Lord is the only One Who can open that cover for us to see properly and live righteously in salvation. 


I need Aaron's help in opening that window covering. I've tried and tried, yet I just make it worse. I end up accidentally pulling that covering down to the floor, manually rolling it up, and waiting until my husband fixes it. We cannot live a righteous life nor have salvation without God removing our blindness.  He is the only One with the ability to raise that cover or remove that veil. The enemy, the world, and our flesh will try to convince us to settle for the fluorescent lighting and lack of view. This is not the way to live.

P.s. after editing this post for me, Aaron says he's going to fix the window covering. :o)


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