Be Thou my vision,

O Lord of my heart;

naught be all else to me

save that Thou art.

Thou my best thought

in the day and the night;

waking or sleeping,

Thy presence my light.

Myopia will be the death of me.  I see only the circumstances before me and I’m tempted, sorely tempted, to believe they define reality.  Something goes wrong and I imagine the worst.  Something goes well and I get a bit cocky.  But what if I were able to see beyond the immediate to something more?  All I see lately does not fill me with hope.  In fact, it’s just the opposite.  So, this is my prayer…  Lord, be my vision…

There’s far more here than meets the eye. The things we see now are here today, gone tomorrow. But the things we can’t see now will last forever.

(2 Cor. 4:18 MSG)