Believing Is Seeing

Most of us think it’s the other way around, . . . don’t we?  When I experience it, when I see it, when you show me, then I’ll believe it.  Isn’t this the spoken or inward response that we have to something that even slightly seems out of the ordinary?

Recently I was watching a Christmas movie, I can’t remember what it was called, or even the plot.  But what I do remember is this line in the movie:  “Seeing isn’t believing.  Believing is seeing!”

Probably due to years of my father saying things like I would never amount to anything, that I was good for nothing and could do nothing right, I still, at times, grapple with those messages in my head.  This weekend was one such weekend.  No matter how many times I have been told that I do good work, this weekend I was simply not feeling it, seeing it, or hearing it.  I sat there feeling like a failure.  Gratefully I rather quickly became aware of these negative voices in my head.  And then I thought of the line from that movie.  And immediately, in the middle of performing a task for my job, I began to think about all the successes that I’ve had in my job, all the good things that have been done and almost immediately my mood began to shift to the positive.  And, not only that, I began to see and feel differently about what I was experiencing in my job performance.

Believing IS seeing.  As we believe, so shall we see and experience life.  I also realized that I am in the midst of one hellava “stinkin thinking” streek.   And as I have moved inward, enveloped by these negative thoughts, I project that energy outward – and it, indeed becomes my reality.  I only pray for the grace to continue to become aware of such negative thinking and, by changing what I believe, what I think, that I will see myself and others differently.


One response to “Believing Is Seeing

  • Fellow Gardner

    I have been struggling with negative thoughts and emotions during this season of celebration as well. With the hustle and bustle of “get it now” the homily our minister gave yesterday, spoke of joy, of slowing down during a season of reflection, and how we should give a gift of forgiveness, of kindness and of love; a gift from the heart. It came to me during her talk that I was blessed with such a gift this past Friday. A dear friend worked his butt off, decorating his home, cooking a meal and then taking his friends to a concert. The concert was lovely, the food delicious, his home beautiful but what stays with me is the effort. His generosity shifted my negativity. I have never felt more loved by my friend. What a wonderful gift, his time. I believe God gives us what we need; I saw what I was missing in my friend.

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