The Father's Eyes

We don't exist as God does. Like the eagle aloft on the wings of the wind, soaring and riding the air currents, God is above all things. 

I wonder how other people live without doubts. For some reason no matter what my age my unbelief clouds my judgment. Oh, ye of little faith wasn't said only to the early disciples/apostles. Yet, I don't believe I am alone in this matter of guilt. Doubts make many of us ineffective. We need to see with clear eyes of faith.

Even when we KNOW that God answers prayer in three ways: Sometimes he says, 'yes', sometimes, 'no', and sometimes, 'wait'. It is in His time, not ours. And there is the rub. The fly in the ointment. We truly are God's children, and like children, we want what we want right now. We need to see with the clear eyes of faith and without hypocrisy.

Matthew 7:3  "And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother's eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye? 4)  Or how wilt thou say to thy brother, Let me cast out the mote out of thine eye; and lo, the beam is in thine own eye? 5)  Thou hypocrite, cast out first the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye."

There isn't any hope for us. No, not that we're hopeless, but we know better, yet we don't. What should we pray for? Maybe I've at last acquired some wisdom, but I'm not keen on patience.  I don't want patience. Every time I have prayed for patience I've gotten trials and tribulations. Yes, we need to wait in patience, but what we need more are the eyes of the Father. 

God's eyes see eternity, but may He as well remember (as it is written in Psalms 103:13)  "Like as a father pitieth his children, So Jehovah pitieth them that fear him. 14)  For he knoweth our frame; He remembereth that we are dust." 

Jeremiah 29:11)  "For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith Jehovah, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you hope in your latter end.12)  And ye shall call upon me, and ye shall go and pray unto me, and I will hearken unto you. 13)  And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart. 14)  And I will be found of you, saith Jehovah..."

Remember us for good, oh, Jehovah. Remember our lives here are short, and as Jacob told Pharoah, "And Jacob said unto Pharaoh, ... few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not attained unto the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage." Genesis 47:9  

Hallelujah! What a Savior!

Broken Cisterns Without Water

Modern amenities and my early life don't go on the same line. I have often written about our water situation at my grandparent's farm. The only 'running water' we had was when we took a bucket down the hill to the well, pumped it full, and ran back up the hill with it. 

That was our drinking water. We thought that was a clever joke, but that was the way it went.


In the early days of this country, the proximity of the distance between water and the house was important. Water is a necessary component in our life, and it's crucial for a good life.

John 7:37  Now on the last day, the great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried, saying, If any man thirst, let him come unto me and drink.38)  He that believeth on me, as the scripture hath said, from within him shall flow rivers of living water.

Also in John 4:6 it reads:  and Jacob's well was there. Jesus therefore, being wearied with his journey, sat thus by the well. It was about the sixth hour. 7)  There cometh a woman of Samaria to draw water: Jesus saith unto her, Give me to drink. 

This, of course, is the springboard for Jesus' exchange with the Samaritan woman in which he tells her "Everyone that drinketh of this water shall thirst again: 14) but whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst, but the water that I shall give him shall become in him a well of water springing up unto eternal life." 

Water, so very important and crucial. Besides our well at the bottom of the hill, we also had a clever way to save rainwater for soft water for household use. There was a system of drain pipes to catch and direct rainwater from off of the house, through a drain spout, and into a large, underground cement tank. It was completely tight, not accessible except by a cement lid that could be slid off the twelve to maybe 36 inch top. This large underground cement tank was called a cistern. 

In the spring, after a snowy winter, it would sometimes be overrunning. I'm not sure how many gallons of water it held, but it was several hundred gallons. We had a house pump that pumped water from this cistern into a nice sized three to four-foot sink that drained into a bucket. The water that came from this cistern we used for bathing, washing dishes, washing clothes— anything that you would use soft water for today. We did not use it for drinking.

During some summers our water situation was iffy. When we didn't receive rain (semi-drought), both of our water sources became scarce. My grandmother is remembered for her words of wisdom, and some of those words went: watch the water. Which meant 'our supply is low so do not waste the water'. We knew the worth of water back in those days. You didn't just turn on a faucet and voila' there it was. The drinking water was carried to the house. Even the soft water had to be pumped and carried.

John 4:15  "The woman saith unto him, Sir, give me this water, that I thirst not, neither come all the way hither to draw."

Jeremiah 2:11  Hath a nation changed its gods, which yet are no gods? but my people have changed their glory for that which doth not profit. 12)  Be astonished, O ye heavens, at this, and be horribly afraid, be ye very desolate, saith Jehovah. 13)  For my people have committed two evils: they have forsaken me, the fountain of living waters, and hewed them out cisterns, broken cisterns, that can hold no water.

This nation needs to turn back to the God on which our foundation has been built. We need to stop floundering between broken people who think they know something and want to impose their broken philosophy on everyone else and the fountain of living water. Broken cisterns will not hold water. They are useless not just in the drought but all year long.

Hallelujah! What a Savior!