The eye is the lamp of the body. If then your eye is healthy, your whole body will be full of light. But if your eye is diseased, your whole body will be full of darkness. If then the light in you is darkness, how great is the darkness! (Matthew 6:22, 23)
In Andhra Pradesh, I worked with an East Indian who was a triple rarity—a woman evangelist with blue eyes. Persecution winnows Indian Christians down to very few evangelists, and women evangelists are even more scarce. Besides their beauty, this saint’s eyes spoke of passion for Jesus and hurt for the lost.
Eyes are God’s crowning addition to physical man. Pleasure and pain, innocence and corruption, kindness and abuse, they all flood through our eyes. But if I indiscriminately take in every visual input, I pollute my soul.
Our fallen world cannot grasp how sacred the human race is meant to be. We aren’t created so the perversion of mutilation or sexual degradation can flood through our eyes. True, we can’t ignore the horror around us, but we must use care that the filth doesn’t stick to the walls of the temple that is us. We are cathedrals of the Spirit of God, not haunts for the demons of Satan.
Sometimes Jesus says, “Have pity for those you see trapped in sin.” Other times he warns, “Shut your eyes to this shame,” or, “Note the glory revealed here.” His Spirit must govern what comes into the temple, and what stays out.
Our eyes are stained glass windows to the sanctuary of our soul. If the light they let in is pure, then, like my blue eyed Indian sister, the light they illuminate in the dark world will be beautiful as well.
Prayer: Lord, guide my sight by your Spirit.