As I reflect on a new Monday morning I contemplate how one day seems to spill over into the next with only the moments of sleep to signify the ending of one and the beginning of another.

Full steam ahead I maneuver my way through the tasks ahead, seemingly oblivious to those I pass along the way. At any given moment if I were to pause to reflect upon those I passed in any given moment I might see them in black and white slow motion picture completely featureless and insignificant drifting along just beyond the boundaries of my vision; a sharp contrast to the imagery I see in full color that is centered around me.

“But when He saw the multitudes, He was moved with compassion on them, because they fainted and were scattered abroad, as sheep having no shepherd.” Matthew 9:36

Jesus saw the people before Him in full color with ever aspect of who they were in vivid detail. He looked upon them with eyes that saw their weariness and their uncertainty; He saw their hurt and their pain. In each moment of time He responded with a heart of compassion toward them without regard for what may or may not have been going on in His own life that day. Jesus saw beyond Himself.

“I will seek that which was lost and bring again that which was driven away; and will bind up that which was broken, and will strengthen that which was sick.” Ezekiel 34:16a

“For the Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost.” Luke 19:10

Today I pray that I might see beyond me . . .