HELP! I CAN’T SEE

Dearest Gentle Reader,

“Lord, clean the glass.”

That was the cry in my heart.

I saw myself standing before a glass, desperately trying to look through to the other side. I knew there was more beyond it. I knew what I was seeing could not be the full picture, yet everything ahead looked vague, blurred, distorted.

And the frustrating part was this:
I did not know if the glass was the problem…
Or if my eyes were.

I wanted to move forward.
I wanted to reach the other side.
But how do you walk toward what you cannot clearly see?

Then the prayer rose from deep within me:

“Lord, cleanse my lens.
Teach me to see through Your eyes.”

Because sometimes, the greatest limitation is not lack of potential, but distorted perception.

I would be honest with you, Gentle Reader, my early experiences in life shaped how I viewed everything. Pain became my interpreter. Trauma became my teacher. Survival became my perspective. And for the longest time, I thought the lens I was looking through was normal.

I did not know it was cracked.

Many people are living this way too.
Distorted by rejection.
Distorted by poverty.
Distorted by fear, chaos, abuse, comparison, disappointment, and environments that taught them to expect the worst from life.

And when you see life through a wounded lens, you can stand before love and still expect abandonment.
You can stand before opportunity and still see impossibility.
You can stand before God’s calling over your life and still feel unqualified.

Not because God did not speak.
But because the lens is damaged.

I once heard a story about two men.

One was born into healthy systems, wisdom, stability, and right perspectives. The other was born into chaos, hardship, and resistance from every angle. Even if the second man ran harder, life had already taught him to see differently. His experiences fought against his ability to move correctly.

And this is why healing matters.
This is why renewal matters.
This is why God does not just bless people — He transforms their sight.

Because until your vision is redeemed, you may keep misinterpreting yourself, others, and even God.

No wonder Apostle Paul prayed that the eyes of our understanding would be flooded with light. Not just blessed. Not just inspired. Flooded with light.

Because light changes perception.

When God begins to heal your lens, you stop seeing yourself merely through what happened to you. You begin to see yourself through what Heaven said about you before the foundations of the earth.

You stop calling yourself abandoned when God calls you chosen.
You stop calling yourself forgotten when God calls you seen.
You stop calling yourself broken beyond repair when God calls you redeemed.

Gentle Reader, how do you see life?

Through fear?
Through pain?
Through shame?
Through the words spoken over you by wounded people?

Or through God’s lens?

Perhaps your greatest prayer in this season should not simply be, “Lord change my situation,” but:

“Lord, cleanse my eyes.
Rid me of distorted vision.
Teach me to see as You see.”

Because sometimes the miracle is not that the world changed around you.

Sometimes the miracle is that your sight did.

Till i write again,

Oluwatosin🌹

Scripture:
“...that the eyes of your understanding being enlightened...” — The Epistle to the Ephesians 1:18