“Give Me Your Eyes.”
Today is my last day working at the tax office. In a way it’s a big relief. It’s been hard on my kids to get up and go stay with someone else during the day. Getting up so early is not generally in our daily routine. Lol. But we have survived and along the way my heart has been touched tremendously and I hope my attitude changed forever. I just have to share my experience with you and hope that you are blessed.
All day long I sit and do data entry. What that means is that for every person, couple or family group that comes in I put all their documentation into the tax program we use at the office to calculate the tax refunds that are eligible or what is owed to the IRS. In the past when those papers would come rolling in I would groan and moan when someone would come in with several W2’s or Unemployment, 1099R’s, Social Security benefits because it meant more work for me. All I wanted was a single, simple w2 that was neat and efficient and I could be done with their file quickly and move on to the next one. I also have to admit when people would come in with several W2’s and unemployment my thoughts about them were not the kindest. And heaven forbid if you only came in with unemployment. Just could not fathom how anyone could not be more productive. My heart aches at the sinfulness of those thoughts.
All those papers coming through my hands were/are people’s lives. Lives that are messy and complicated and difficult. Lives of single Moms trying to get by. Lives of men struggling to provide for their families in a tough economy. Lives of Grandmothers who have grown sons and daughter’s and their children who’ve lost their homes and are now living with Grandma while she works three jobs trying to help them all. Lives of a Mom and Dad who both have a W2 and unemployment slips, doing the best they can to hold on to the means to provide for their family. These are the people who’s lives come through my hands with so much messy paperwork. God loves them immensely. God sees them and His heart aches for the trials that they are facing. I saw that this time. I felt that this time. Initially, Brandon Heath’s song, “Give Me Your Eyes.” began to play over and over in my mind as I entered all the data into the computer. This year, as those files have come into my hands and then on to the preparers hands my heart has ached and my voice has begun to lift them up to a God who sees their needs and loves them.
I am so thankful that God opened my eyes and allowed me the privilege of praying for His children these few weeks. I am so blessed. His words command us to “love one another.” John 13: 34 – 35: 34“A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another, even as I have loved you, that you also love one another. 35“By this all men will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another.” I so hope that in a small way I have loved these people who have come through the doors of the office and that I have honored Him in doing so.
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