I’m pretty sure it is John Piper in Future Grace who uses the illustration of the muddy windshield, spattered with the mud of unbelief, and how we need a perspective adjustment to see straight. This is a helpful metaphor, because sin really muddies our understanding.
Once a little resentment, a little discontent, a little disappointment, or a little envy steals into our hearts and minds,Â nothing is in focus any more. The devil loves to fish in troubled waters, and the water can get pretty stirred up in a very short time.
Once a woman told me she was ready to leave her husband. When I asked her the obvious question of why? she said it was because he always left his socks on the floor. She needed a perspective adjustment.
If a woman is minding her own business, doing her work cheerfully, when along comes discontent disguised as friendly concern and splatters her clean windshield, she has to do something fast. Either she can deal with it immediately (turn on the wipers!) or she can let it sit. And discontent is never static. It grows. One discontent leads to another, and pretty soon the windshield is positively plastered with mud. No wonder you can’t see anything and you get a warped perspective on the road ahead.
Gratitude is a good way to clear the mess away. Count your blessings. Thank God for His preservation, protection, kindness, forgiveness. Gratitude is not a substitute for confession, but rather what should follow on the heels of confession.
Years ago before I was married, I was restless, and I thought my problem must be in my location. I told the Lord I would go to the ends of the earth for Him if only He would get me out of this town. I must have realized as I prayed that I was discontent. So I went for a walk and began to thank God for everything I could think of that was admirable about this place. I got creative. But the fog cleared. My perspective on life was revived. He changed my attitude. And, some thirty years later, I am still here. Not chafing. I actually like it here.
But the point is that women often get their perspective warped by many means. Could be someone sinned against you. Could be you got tired and sorry for yourself. Either way, you start to see all the negatives and none of the positives. Until the windshield gets cleared off, no one can hope to see what is really going on. Once the mud and filth is wiped away, you can see the sunshine, the grass, the blue sky again. Many blessings. Too many to count.