Hang On To Your Rose Colored Glasses

Growing up, I was often accused of seeing the world through rose-colored glasses. The accusations never left me feeling that it was a positive attribute, yet, I couldn’t change it….I’m wired that way. Even as a little one, my crayon drawings contained smiles on every single inanimate object……

Apparently it was my early Bob Ross tribute:

Here’s a happy little tree.

Here’s a happy little sun.

There’s a river….oh yes, it’s happy too!

EVERYTHING GETS A SMILE!!!! (there’s my Oprah tribute now too!)

And, as an adult, not much has changed. Most “realists” let me know that I shouldn’t be that naive. You know, thinking the best of everyone is a sure-fire way to be disappointed and more importantly to be “taken advantage of”…..

But where in the world does it say that positivity and “rose colored vision” is synonymous with ignorance or even naiveté??? Or even that seeing the good in the world is a negative attribute??? I don’t know…..

But, anyhoo……Not long ago, my car needed an oil change.

So my hubby and daughter followed me over to the dealership and parked in front of the service department which happened to have a completely glass front and an unobscured view of the waiting room.

I walked in by myself, gave the service manager my keys, and turned around to leave. As I left, I saw this beautiful little girl, who was about 8 years old with the most stunning “Barbie-esque” long, blond, silky hair. She turned and smiled at me, and I smiled back at her. We had a sweet, wordless exchange, and I left.

When I climbed into the truck with my hubby and daughter, they asked if I saw the little girl in the service area with cancer. As we pulled away, I processed how there was only one child in the service department….she had long blond hair… in the world did they think she had cancer. So I asked just that….

“How do you know that that beautiful little girl had cancer?”

They replied, with a slight eye-roll, 

“Because she was bald.”

**This is where I inject into the story that I have never been diagnosed with any mental disorder and don’t generally see things that aren’t there.**


At the time, I didn’t know what happened to my brain, or why in the world I so plainly saw a head full of blond hair when there was none there. But, hair or no hair, this little girl was beautiful. She was going through a tough fight, but she still smiled brightly. And, I knew I would remember to pray for her fight.

However, I still pondered this situation for a long time, and now I think I have an idea of what happened. God had given me a gift. 

All those years of feeling sub-par in my assessment of people and life……God actually used this situation to teach me a lesson.

God gives everyone gifts. Some people don’t understand their gifts. Some people even feel shame as they don’t understand their gifts, but as we learn to utilize these unique “super powers”, God uses us in His way to do incredible things.

Fast forward a little bit……

At this point in life, I am what is called a “Family Specialist”. That’s a fancy name for someone who has the opportunity and absolute honor to sit with parents at one of the toughest times in their life…. it might be a person trying to work the permanency plan that DCS has set up to enable them to bring their children back home, it might be a person who is newly out of prison,  it could be a mother just starting her journey of detoxing, and many other opportunities….

I have the awesome joy of sharing what parenting truly could look like for them as they progress in their journey. But even more than teaching facts, I have the awesome privilege to impart love into their lives in a truly tangible way.

You see, I believe God sees us in two ways at the same time:

  1. He truly sees us as we are and says, “I LOVE YOU RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE, WARTS AND ALL.”
  2. He sees the person we will become in the future as He intervenes and softens our edges. HE SEES US THROUGH THE GLASSES OF HIS LOVE.

What if we could do that too? 

What if God showed me that little girl’s beautiful hair to enable me to see her how He sees her? And, what if He was trying to teach a little bit more about the gift He had given to me.

I really don’t know for sure, but what I do know is that I learned a lot through that bittersweet interaction.

God has given me the GIFT, (NOT CURSE) of “rose-colored glasses” so that as I pray for the people I have the honor to work with, I get to see them right where they are, and more importantly, where they will be someday.

We are reminded in Philippians 4:8

“Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.”

And, so I can’t help but think that God wants me specifically to see people in this way as well. It’s not naiveté or ignorance, it’s the role I am called to fill which lets me go back to the natural way He created me:

“Here’s a happy person, There’s a happy person. Everywhere’s a Happy Person.” (sung to the tune of Old MacDonald………  

I digress…….

Okay, Back on topic:

So, I walk away with two bits of information to stash in my “Happy File”, and I pray that it blesses you as well:

  1. Every person is more than valuable in the eyes of the Lord, so it’s okay to treat them like royalty.
  2. Take time to find out your unique, weird, and possibly strange super power. You just might make an incredible difference in the world.

May you be blessed in your journey to find your own special super power!

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