A Sight for Sore Eyes
“My God sent his angel…” –Daniel 6:22a
I grew up with the expression “You’re a sight for sore eyes.” Why we characterized our eyes as sore, I’m not sure. But we all immediately knew the meaning of the phrase to be a person or thing that one is extremely pleased or relieved to see.
For Daniel, who endured the night in a pit alongside a couple or three ferocious lions, the saying is probably a bit of an understatement. If it hadn’t been for the protection of an angel sent by God, Daniel would have endured a vicious, horrible death. As is, I can’t imagine that he didn’t have at least a couple of symptoms of PTSD for the rest of his life.
And yet, maybe not.
To my knowledge, I’ve never seen an angel, but what’s the line the Bible says they always deliver first thing? Yeah. “Fear not” or “Don’t be afraid.” Daniel must have surely heard that message as soon as his body hit the ground, his ears heard the roar, and his sore eyes beheld a beautiful sight. And if you take fear out of the equation, what’s left?
Daniel’s story is really our story, isn’t it? Oh, not quite so dramatic I imagine. But all the same, none of us gets a free pass out of trouble, whether physical, mental, or emotional. I sincerely hope you never come face-to-face with a lion except on a planned safari or at the zoo. But my wish for all of us is to know peace. “For he himself is our peace…” (Ephesians 2:14). And isn’t that really the sight our sore eyes need most of all?
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well with my soul.