As a young Jesuit in Ireland, I frequently had dinner at our community in Leeson St., Dublin.  If you asked me what painting hung above the mantelpiece in the dining room I would have told you that it was a religious picture of some kind.  Some years after I left Ireland, the picture in the dining room was discovered to be Caravaggio’s The Taking of Christ. It now hangs in the National Gallery of Ireland and has been valued in excess of $70 million.

It was always a Caravaggio, always a masterpiece.  I just didn’t have the eyes to see it for what it was. I am convinced that each and every day God shows me equally priceless treasures in encounters and experiences. I just don’t have the eyes to see them for what they are.  Lord, rip away the blindness from my eyes.

What “treasures” do you think you often overlook?