What we can’t see…

Just because we can’t see something doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. Our breath exists, keeping us alive, even though we can’t see it. The wind exists, too, but we only know this because we feel it on our skin and hear it moving the leaves on the trees.

All around us and within us are things we can’t see, and yet we know they are just as real as the grass beneath our feet.

What we see and don’t see may just be a matter of perspective, like the ladybug who sees the leaf on which she sits, but not the tree the leaf grows on, or me sitting beneath the tree. And I may or may not see the ladybug, depending on where I focus my attention. Yet these things, whether seen or not seen by me or by the ladybug, do exist.

We don’t know where the wind comes from and we don’t know where it goes. We don’t know where love comes from and we can never be sure of its destination. We can’t see love and we can’t see the wind. But we can feel the effects of them both.

There are lots of things we can’t see, but we can feel. We can’t see love and we can’t see the wind. We can’t see the germs that cause disease but we can see their effects in the sick.

We can’t see the pain in another’s heart. We can’t see faith. We can’t see hope. We can’t see a lot of things, but we know they exist because we can see and measure their effects. Just because we can’t see something doesn’t mean it isn’t there.

Sometimes the things we can’t see are the most powerful things of all.

So…what is it that you are not seeing?