To you I raise my eyes, to you enthroned in heaven. Yes, like the eyes of a servant on the hand of his master, like the eyes of a maid on the hand of her mistress, so our eyes are on the LORD our God, till we are shown favor. Psalms 123:1-2
You have your own notes. As you take the floor, with other choir members, the conductor smiles at you. He raises his hands. Signaling the start of the piece.
Where do you raise your eyes? On your own notes or on his hands.
The psalmist has his answer. The psalmist’ eyes are on His hands. Like a waiter’s eyes waiting for those hands to provide a cue. Like the maid’s eyes patiently locked upon the mistress’ hand gestures. He fixes those pupils until favor comes upon him.
Practically, where do you put your confidence? Where do you point your eyes when help is needed? Where are your eyes darted when darkness comes? What is clear in your eyes when life is bleak?
Most of the time, we can’t wait on God thus we take our eyes off from Him. You look on your bank account balance. You raise your eyes on the economy. You stare at your job security. You gaze upon your credentials. You peek at your skills. Your eyes raised on your own notes.
God gives the right direction at the right time. Won’t you raise your eyes on Him?