Tuesday, November 3, 2026

Through Eyes that Cannot See

        Do you know a person whose life has been touch by unimaginable tragedy and grief? One who shed so many tears you think their eyes will never clear enough to see the way forward? Or might you be that person?  

        I have such a friend—someone I love so dearly. Actually, you might say we’re related, although not by blood. Or are we?

        “TL” is my precious sister-in-Christ. I’m constantly touched and challenged by her testimony which is heart-wrenching in oh so many ways—a life-story impossible to have endured without the Lord.

        I’ve known TL five decades. We met the first summer I served as a counselor for the disabled, then she became one of “my first kids” when I house-parented at the same mission.

        By the time we met, TL already experienced losses beyond my comprehension. Five years previously she survived what newspapers reported as a historically horrific car accident—one in which her mother, another adult, and her 3 siblings perished.

        TL lived, but her body would bear the memory of that day always—a spinal cord injury leaving her paralyzed from the chest down.

        Now, I didn’t see this girl as she fought back—emotionally and physically during her long stay in the hospital—as she grieved in her own fighting way the loss of her family. But more tragedy struck when TL’s father (a fireman) suffered life-altering injuries.

        So, this 14-year-old with an attitude I sometimes failed to understand, pushed on—literally and figuratively. Yet I witnessed a blossoming young lady who inspired me just by witnessing all she accomplished from her wheelchair. Nothing stopped her.

        Nothing.

        I guess that’s what survivors do.

        TL went on to college, met the love of her life, and married. They didn’t know if they’d be blessed with children. (Neither did her doctor.) Still, over the years their union birthed three.

        We were separated from one another as life moved on, but we kept in touch—sharing visits, exchanging letters, and enjoying competitive online Scrabble games (when that became “a thing”—she beating me most often, by the way).

        In many ways, I saw the same TL in the girl-now-woman. Someone who kept going because…

        …perhaps because that’s what she’d learned to do all the years before.

        Yet the hardest of times (could there be harder?) hadn’t struck.

        I received a phone call some years ago from a brokenhearted mother who laid a child to rest. TL could hardly get out the words and expressed not imagining there’d ever come a time she’d have eyes that could see through her tears.

        Could a person—any person—deal with more?

        Yet TL faced death again when a health emergency caused her to code—the medical team reviving her within the last possible minute!

        Another handful of years passed when TL and her husband buried another child. How could this be?! 

        It was all too much!

        Too raw!

        Too inconceivable!

        How does one deal with so much tragedy, grief, suffering—and still endure?

        How?

        Not just TL but others who’ve gone through beyond-belief experiences?

        May I encourage you (who may hurt to the nth degree) to look upon Jesus, knowing there’s a God Who loves inordinately, to believe He never errs or allows tragedies that separate us from His love, to rest in His embrace through every happening in life which would otherwise destroy.

        To realize your eyes that cannot see are like His—for He, too, wept and still weeps.

"For we do not have a high priest

who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses…” Hebrews 4:15a

        He doesn’t leave us alone in our grief. Ever. The Heavenly Father understands our pain and even goes beyond, healing it if we allow.

“For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face;

now I know in part, but then I will know fully…” I Corinthians 13:12


        There will come a day for all who are prepared to meet the Lord, when what we couldn’t see through tears, what we could in no way comprehend while on this earth—even to the point of the unfathomable—will become clear. Because…

        …He, Jesus Christ, will wipe away all our tears.

        Until then, grieving believer, hurting soul, you who are crushed in spirit—Keep the tissues handy and cling to hope, knowing one day your tears will be dried for good…

        …by Him, for He loves you so!

Bill & Gloria Gaither - Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus [Live] ft. Cynthia Clawson

Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus

O soul, are you weary and troubled? No light in the darkness you see?
There’s light for a look at the Savior, and life more abundant and free!

Refrain: Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.

Thro' death into life everlasting, He passed, and we follow Him there;
O’er us sin no more hath dominion—for more than conqu’rors we are!
(Refrain)

His Word shall not fail you--He promised; Believe Him, and all will be well:
Then go to a world that is dying, His perfect salvation to tell!
(Refrain)

(from the hymn, Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus, by Helen Howarth Lemmel, 1922, public domain)

#tears #sorrow #grief #death #friendship #sisterinChrist

#clingtohope #Jesuswilldryyourtears

Scripture from NASB version of the Bible.


Photo Credits: crying eye—freepik.com, TL cooking—photographed & owned by me, 

butterflies & forget-me-nots—vecteezy.com, TL & me—photographed by her husband, gifting me a copy