Who's Eyes

The long line of people in front of him had him thinking that if they were accepted so would he. Trying to think up all his wrongs, all his rights. 'Surely.' He thought to himself. 'I did things just right.' His turn to be called in front of the throne. Without any doubt at all this man began to speak. "God I am a man who loved a lot. I never truly seeked trouble. I have been honest with my words and have tried to keep every promise made. I have tried my best to help through out my days. I have tried my hardest to stay right. I tried to keep my patience when asked. I have been wrong in a lot and made my share of mistakes, but I am just a man. My intentions were never to cause harm to anyone. I have taught of your name to a few and have even asked some to join me in church. I have given where need be and I do not believe I have been greedy. I have lived my life the best way I knew how and I am here to plead for my innocence now."   He paused and gulped as he looked at the face of God. Simply, he waited for a response. 

"Who's eyes?" God questioned.  

"Lord?"

"Who's eyes were you looking through?"

God was silent again as this man crumbled to the floor. He didn't need to say anything else. He was shown through the eyes of God where he had gone wrong. Every promise that did not fall through. Every word that he had said that he didn't truly mean in his heart. He was shown the days he had lived without God and the days he did, he only lived them out of fear. In understanding, defeat, and sorrow the man replied,

"Mine lord. I saw through mine."