| Psalm 10:7–11 Psalm 10 gives us an uncomfortable picture of a person who believes he can cause harm without consequence. His words wound, the vulnerable suffer, and beneath it all rests a dangerous assumption: God does not see. We may never say those words aloud, but whenever we believe something does not matter because nobody knows about it, we come dangerously close to the same mistake. Hidden from others does not mean hidden from God. Yet there is another side to God’s seeing. The person who has been hurt in secret is also seen. The tear shed when no one was there, the cruel word nobody else heard, the loneliness others overlooked, none of these disappears simply because the world failed to notice. This is why the poem says, “God sees the tear no one remembers.” There is comfort in knowing that the God who sees what is wrong also sees the person who has been wronged. No life becomes invisible to Him. But we should be careful not to read this Psalm only as a description of somebody else. God sees us too. He sees beyond the person we present to the world and knows what lives within the quiet places of our hearts. That truth might frighten us if we believe God is merely searching for reasons to condemn. Grace tells a better story. Being fully known by God means we no longer need to pretend. Truth can expose what is wrong without placing anyone beyond the reach of mercy. Nothing is hidden, but no one is hidden from grace either. So the question becomes not simply, “Does God see?” but, “What will we do knowing that He does?” We can let truth make us more honest, mercy make us more compassionate, and grace teach us to notice people we once overlooked. May our words become a shelter instead of a wound. May our hands bring help rather than harm. And when someone beside us is hurting, may we refuse to look away. Having been fully seen and still met by grace, be a blessing today. |
Nothing Is Hidden
There are words that leave no bruise,
Yet wound the heart and trouble sleep;
There are deeds done out of sight
And secrets hidden dark and deep.
We tell ourselves that no one knows,
That silence means the wrong is gone;
We close the door, we dim the light,
And think that life will carry on.
But hidden things are hidden only
From the limits of our sight;
God sees the tear no one remembers,
God sees the wrong concealed by night.
He sees the one whose voice was taken,
Hears the cry we did not hear;
Finds the lonely and forgotten,
And draws the wounded heartline near.
And He sees us just as clearly,
Every shadow, every scar;
Not the face we show each other,
But the truth of who we are.
What mercy lives within that knowing:
Nothing covered, nothing blurred.
Still His grace is not withdrawn from us,
Still His mercy has the word.
For truth need not become a weapon,
Nor light exist to bring us shame;
Truth can open doors long fastened,
Grace can call us each by name.
So let our words become a shelter,
Let our hands bring help, not pain;
Let the ones once lost in shadows
Know they have been seen again.
Nothing hidden.
Nothing wasted.
No one lost beyond His sight.
May the grace by which God sees us
Teach us how to walk in light.
And when we see another hurting,
May we never turn away.
Having known the eyes of mercy,
May we be a blessing today.
