I’ve never had tunnel vision, physically. But, whoa Nelly! I’ve had it mentally. And emotionally.
Actually, I take that back. I have experienced tunnel vision! For my beloved devil dogs. And, it gets me into trouble in the pants department. Every. Single. time.
Otherwise, there aren’t many instances where tunnel vision is all that helpful. Or good.
Well, unless we’re talking about the intense desire to lose the spare tire that All The Devil Doggery has created. Then, I guess tunnel vision can be a positive.
And science. Science definitely benefits from the researcher intently focused on finding a cure for The Disease! Yes, then all of that tunnel vision pays massive dividends to society. And, to the world.
Valuing self over others, though, that is exactly the sort of tunnel vision that my heart has been railing against. Concentrating on whatever, whoever, will promote me over Thee… I notice far too much of that, lately.
And, in others.
A wise mentor once told me that what I most dislike about another person is very likely a thing that I strongly dislike about myself.
We want to be liked. We want to be noticed. We want to matter.
So, we set about marketing ourselves. We push this profile picture. Or tweet and Instagram The Thing or The Thought that we hope might catch someone’s eye. We Vine our video vignettes and harbor a desire to go viral. Motivation to stay on top of the Importance Pile gathering with every click, like, follow, and repost.
But, we already are liked. We already have been noticed. We already do matter.
To the God who formed us.
He likes us very much.
He notices our every thought.
He declares that we already matter.
Come what may.
I’m thankful for His patience, on the days and in the moments where I forget that.
Do you forget that, too?
It is no small gift that God’s love endures forever. That He is for me.
And as He waits patiently for us to behold all that He places in our line of sight meant to bless, we continue to seek and search for significance where there is none to be found. When our search turns up empty, again and again and again, He is there. Our worth is validated and invalidated, in a vicious never-ending cycle. Each time we seek significance that seems hidden from us, He is waiting for us to remember that we already are significant.
And in that moment when we finally do remember, and do see what we’ve not been willing or able to, our gaze can again become focused with an intensity that only sole devotion can bring.
Then, that tunnel vision becomes Good. It is a grace.
We are known. And loved. And our importance becomes irrelevant.
Because, we finally seek Thee and find thee.
The Most Significant of all.