In These Eyes

When people look upon these eyes, they often say…

You look troubled, did you have a bad day?…

But to give an honest reply would be more than most would care to know…
And if they could see through these eyes, they wouldn’t ask any more…
 

In these eyes, the harshest moments have been witnessed…
In these eyes, they have seen broken marriages and shattered commitments…
 

In these eyes, visions of another painful life lesson…
In these eyes, regret lingers as I still feel the depth of those compressions…
 

In these eyes, strangers have wept and begged for me to do something…
In these eyes, I’ve felt the darkness of another’s personal tragedy as their loved one’s life was ending…
 

In these eyes, the flashes of death, despair, and terrible disease…
In these eyes, lack of sleep combined with poor decisions have cost me dearly…
 

In these eyes, post-traumatic stress rears its ugly head…
In these eyes, my hand’s tremble for no reason as I lay on my bed…
 

In these eyes, I’ve seen love and new life brought into the world…
In these eyes, I’ve witnessed so called adults discard a precious and perfect new born.
 

In these eyes, the trauma of holding another’s pain can be a daily routine…
In these eyes, the trauma of escaping these moments when we go home is not as it seems…
 

In these eyes, the brotherhood of one who walked down this same road…
In these eyes, they look upon these fellow comrades who gladly share the load…

For in these eyes, we know the burdens and trials we must face…
But in the darkness, we often forget that our eyes still gaze upon those moments we wish to erase…
 

For in these eyes, we carry the ability to look past someone’s circumstance…
The gift of all that we have seen allows us to give someone else another chance…
 

Our vision is not clouded, nor diminished by these moments we have seen…
Our perspective is broad, sharpened, and able to discern a total stranger’s being…
 

We look upon our lives as servants who have tried to carry too much…
The weight of our PPE is nothing compared to the moments of the lives that we have touched…
 

We carry on our journey not begrudgingly but thankful that we could serve…
Thankful that we were able to be apart through our actions and our words…

 
Our hearts tend to grow weary and our emotional scars seem not to mend…
Realize when others look upon our eyes they often fail to look through them…
 

We often won’t feel comfortable in opening up these painful wounds…
We often feel trapped, alone, and locked inside our own post traumatic tombs…
 

Then someone who cares, who understands, and knows what we have been through from the start..
They come with two open ears, they don’t offer answers, but offer us their servant heart…
 

They walk with us through our pain, not invalidating our trials and tribulations…
They patiently sit in our darkness, listening, and bearing with our frustrations…
 

All the while, without us even knowing it, they are gradually moving us forward…
All the while, a light gradually comes into our darkness, and we slowly begin to move towards..

Towards healing, yet we are always hurt, on this road we often hit a few emotional pot holes…
Yet someone checks on us, believes in us, and helps us transition us back into our roles…
 

So when someone looks upon one whose eyes may have grown cold…
Realize the great burdens they may be carrying and the scars upon their soul…

Come along side them and bear their burdens…
Don’t try to fix them, but listen to them, and they will be forever thankful that you heard them…

As our Lord and Savior stated when he was in great agony.
The greatest gift we could give is what he asked of them which was to:
“Stay here and keep watch with me.” (Matthew 26:38)
 

May we all look upon our brothers and sisters eyes differently…
May we all stay a little longer, listen more intently, and keep watch with thee…

God Bless,
Andy J. Starnes
Bringing Back Brotherhood Ministries

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