Of late, I have heard a word used to describe the affect I have on others. It is the word disarming. It is because of my humor at times, but always in what I see that surprises everyone. AND, timing is the key to any good line or impact.

For example, my husband and I were walking down some outside steps of an auditorium where we had just seen a musical presentation at our son’s school. It was a warm, breezy night with people and cars everywhere. As I stepped off the curb, holding the arm of my husband, a familiar voice of a friend came from his car. He was waiting on his daughter. When he greeted us I said, “Hey! Nice tires.”

The guy had no idea that his wife had just told me that day that he had gone to get a set of new tires for his convertible. He could not believe I could see in the dark, let alone his new tires.

I love hugging people because I can see a great deal. I can see who has gained weight, or lost it. My son’s friends know the routine that Mrs. McWilliams is going to hug them all. I am just seeing how tall they have become and if they are packing a six pack of muscles, like my son —or showered lately. I often hug people, especially after speaking when signing books at my table. I recognize specific perfumes and call them by name, which leave my new friends amazed. I can often tell if someone has had their hair cut or styled by a mere hug. When I compliment them on how they look, or admire their new hairstyle, most keep talking, like I really can see what I complimented, before they ask, “How did you know?” I tell them I saw it.

I use my memory, previous conversations, my imagination and random facts to piece a scene together and see it perfectly. Thus, I am sorry for the typical visual person who only comments on life by what they see for the moment.

I find that seeing deeper is about connecting with people. When in Spain speaking to the nation, I could see the glazed over eyes of passerbys who were void of a godly nation. They were merely surviving and void of a living relationship with God.  I sensed it first, but others confirmed to me what they saw. I remember feeling a depth of sadness, wondering how God views mankind and their depraved state and constant need.  I wonder what He sees.

Thinking about it, He sees the innermost thought and motive. He sees the beginning from the end. He sees the future and hope. He sees the potential, promise and provision available. He saw us helpless and without a way of escape and then saw how to redeem all that had been lost. He sees it all.  You are the apple of His eye, and His eye is upon you.

Don’t fail to see.

When you choose to look past the horizon… the sky is the limit!