The things we crave are wonderful blindfolds
The things we crave are wonderful blindfolds
Cravings promise comfort. They feel like relief, like a warm room in a cold world. Approval, success, control, numbing, screens, secret habits, the rush of being right. They tell us we are okay, that we deserve a break, that we can carry this on our own. They sit softly over our eyes and we call it peace.
But blindfolds are still blindfolds.
We stop noticing the slow drift. Convictions blur at the edges. We agree to what we once would have resisted. We rename poison as pleasure and call the ache normal. Our loves get rearranged. God becomes background noise. Prayer becomes an emergency tool. We settle for a life that looks alive but is quietly losing oxygen.
It is frightening how darkness can pass for light when the eyes are covered.
There is another voice. Not the hiss of you deserve this, not the whisper of you are missing out, but the steady call of a Shepherd who knows your name. He does not shame you for the blindfold. He steps close. He reaches for the knot. He is not here to humiliate you. He is here to free you.
Jesus said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows Me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” (John 8:12)
Light does what darkness cannot. It reveals. It heals. It reorders our loves. When Jesus opens our eyes, the same cravings lose their voice. The mask that felt like safety is exposed as a thief. The heart begins to hunger for different things. Presence over performance. Connection over control. Obedience over image. Holiness over hype.
Maybe today needs a simple prayer.
Search me, God. Know my heart. Test me and know my concerns. See if there is any offensive way in me. Lead me in the everlasting way. (Psalm 139:23–24)
Let Him take the blindfold. Let Him teach your soul new cravings. Truth that steadies. Grace that holds. Joy that is not rented by the hour. Freedom that does not need a secret.
The craving that remains will be the only one that satisfies.
Jesus.
Cravings promise comfort. They feel like relief, like a warm room in a cold world. Approval, success, control, numbing, screens, secret habits, the rush of being right. They tell us we are okay, that we deserve a break, that we can carry this on our own. They sit softly over our eyes and we call it peace.
But blindfolds are still blindfolds.
We stop noticing the slow drift. Convictions blur at the edges. We agree to what we once would have resisted. We rename poison as pleasure and call the ache normal. Our loves get rearranged. God becomes background noise. Prayer becomes an emergency tool. We settle for a life that looks alive but is quietly losing oxygen.
It is frightening how darkness can pass for light when the eyes are covered.
There is another voice. Not the hiss of you deserve this, not the whisper of you are missing out, but the steady call of a Shepherd who knows your name. He does not shame you for the blindfold. He steps close. He reaches for the knot. He is not here to humiliate you. He is here to free you.
Jesus said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows Me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” (John 8:12)
Light does what darkness cannot. It reveals. It heals. It reorders our loves. When Jesus opens our eyes, the same cravings lose their voice. The mask that felt like safety is exposed as a thief. The heart begins to hunger for different things. Presence over performance. Connection over control. Obedience over image. Holiness over hype.
Maybe today needs a simple prayer.
Search me, God. Know my heart. Test me and know my concerns. See if there is any offensive way in me. Lead me in the everlasting way. (Psalm 139:23–24)
Let Him take the blindfold. Let Him teach your soul new cravings. Truth that steadies. Grace that holds. Joy that is not rented by the hour. Freedom that does not need a secret.
The craving that remains will be the only one that satisfies.
Jesus.
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