I will never forget that moment when the doors in the back of the sanctuary at First Baptist Church in McAlester opened and there stood my beautiful bride dressed in all white with her eyes fixed on me standing at the altar. Tara had cried every day for the previous six months. That day was my turn. It started when I saw my mother seated; however, the sight of my bride coming down the aisle was something completely different. I could not take my eyes off her the whole service. Looking at my wife on that day was a look that was different from the way I have looked at anyone before or since. My eyes were fixed on her in a special way.
Years before, I had received my first speeding ticket and had to appear before the judge. My aunt was the judge’s secretary so I got a private appearance. I was nervous as the giant door opened to see him seated behind the enormous wooden desk. My eyes looked upon him in a completely different way. The eyes I used that day were eyes of humility and fear.
The eyes we look to God with are truly determined by our circumstance. He is our Savior who we love more than life itself, but He is also Judge. King David had the later in mind when he wrote Psalm 123.
To you I lift up my eyes,
O you who are enthroned in the heavens!
Behold, as the eyes of servants
look to the hand of the master,
As the eyes of a maidservant
to the hand of her mistress,
So our eyes look to the Lord our God,
till he has mercy upon us.
Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy upon us,
for we have had more than enough of contempt.
Our soul has had more than enough
of the scorn of those who are ease,
of the contempt of the proud.