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SHIFT KEY

 

1 Corinthians 13:12

“For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.” 


It all depends on how you look at it.

What’s your focus?

Is the picture clear or blurry?

Do you need to crop the photo for a better view?


A little shift in focus can be key. 

Shifting the way you look at things can make a big difference. 

I am looking at the shift key on my keyboard.

I have options. Lower case or uppercase.

Numerical or special characters.

Failure to shift correctly can cause denied access because my password is not recognized.


Shift is key. Some things can be better understood if we take the time to change our focus.  Zoom in on what really matters.

 Stop looking at things that appear 

insurmountable.

Instead shift your focus.

Look at God.


The view is breathtaking when I look up.

I see Jesus. He sees me.

I am shifting my focus.

Eyes lifted up. I see where my help comes from.

My help comes from the Lord.

The Lord who made heaven and earth.


Polishing the lens of my spiritual camera. 

I can see.

“There is a brighter day ahead. In God’s Word we read.  If by Him we will be led, there is a brighter day ahead.”


Hold on…sight is becoming clearer.


“On up the road. Far in the distance. I can see a light shining in the night…It’s penetrating life’s heavy fog. Yes, it is Jesus. 

For He conquers all.”


Shift is key.

How are you viewing your circumstances today?


Stay focused.

Lift up your eyes.

Keep looking up.

Adjust the lens.

Zoom in…

That’s right.

See Jesus.

Yes. 

It is Jesus.

Just Jesus.

Jesus alone.


God bless.

In Christ 

Sis. Stephanie 

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