This is the best picture I could find to capture what’s been on my mind.
Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about ‘the look.’ (Don’t worry, this post won’t be sappy for long).
‘The Look’: n. the gaze you catch a certain someone giving you that either makes you either 1. feel admired with the whole butterfly-in-stomach effect 2. run away immediately and book it if possible.
Girls know when they are given ‘the look.’ They know when they are being hunted (for the most part). Girls who are bold, experienced, confident, or mutually interested typically savour it as a compliment; perhaps even returning ‘the look’ to begin an unspoken conversation with the soon-to-be significant other. On the other hand, girls who don’t fit into the first category typically look away and book it. I have always been the latter.
I can’t pinpoint what makes ‘the look’ so intimidating. Maybe it’s the fact that you suddenly feel like your every move is being scrutinized. Or maybe it’s the fact that you suddenly feel the need to act in a way that is worthy to be admired. Or maybe it’s the fact that you know he can really see inside you if he looked long enough, looked hard enough. The walls will start to fall and everything will come tumbling. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Whatever the reason, I always tried to shy away…
But on NYE, as I was praying into the new year and asking to be brought into a new place of unexplored intimacy with Him, I suddenly felt His blazing eyes on me. Every ounce of His attention was directed at me and this time, I couldn’t shy away. I didn’t want to. For some reason, it was okay that He was watching my every move and it was okay that the walls came tumbling because I knew His desire was to simply love me. Self-proclaimed worthy or not. I could not take His eyes off of me.
In all my years as a Christian, I honestly don’t think I know how to just be in His presence— just to be with Him. Doing ministry? Sure. Prayer meetings? Sure. Just being with Jesus? That’s a tough one. But in the end, isn’t that… everything?
His gaze is on you.
