As I attempt to describe what God did in Lighthouse during 40, I am tempted to list all that was done. But to be honest with you, all we really did during the 960 hours was to OPEN OUR EYES. That’s all. We opened our eyes and began to look for God.And we found Him. Wow – did we ever. We found Him at 3 in the morning in the Prayer Room as we wept over the cries written on the Wailing Wall. We found Him in the tears shed by a couple that found love and compassion after losing yet another round to infertility. We found Him in the pages of His brilliant and inspired Word that He has given to us. We found Him in the healing that he gave to those who fervently asked Him for it. We found Him in the YES. We found Him in the NO. We found Him in the silence. We found Him in the artwork that flowed from awestruck worshippers. We found Him in the poetry that was composed in the tear-stained journal. We found Him in the eyes of the poor and needy that were fed and encouraged.We found that He was there all along. We had just been walking through life with our eyes closed. I want to keep my eyes open. I want to live wide-awake. I pray that we will never again doze off into an apathetic catnap – putting down our sword and taking off our armor. I pray that when my head starts to nod that my brothers and sisters would help me stay awake. I want to continue to look for God through prayer (we prayed for 960 hours in a row), His Word (many read the Bible through in 40 days), in serving others (completed over 40 service projects in Metro Detroit), and in worshipping Him with our lives.Now that our eyes are open, “Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinful men, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.” Amen and amen.