Yesterday I had to make a visit to my eye doctor. Two years ago I got the news I needed glasses. Yep, I officially got old. You see for me it was an age thing that brought on my decreased vision and to top it of I found out that I also had a cataract...A very small one but never the less a cataract and I needed "transitional lenses", a nice way of saying bifocals, it was a sad day!
wWell over the past couple of months I had noticed that even with my glasses on I was having trouble reading so I made and appointment. Well sure enough I had to "bump up" my lenses...
In the process of my exam it was time to dilate my eyes. So yadah yadah...I was on my way.
I had to go by the grocery store on my way my home, so off I went. I entered Publix and started to look for the items of my list, wearing of course my sunglasses because of how sensitive my eyes were, and feeling like a rock star as I stood at the deli counter not looking anyone in the eye. I stood at the cheese counter, I could not read a thing! After spending few minutes trying to figure make my choices I gave in and asked someone to read for me. Then I moved on and had to try to pick out a jar of peppers out of shelves of pickles, peppers etc...It was all a blur..So I decided to go back and get cherry tomatoes. On to the check out..Realizing I didn't have my check card so I had to write a check....Yea right...
As I went on I got more and more frustrated.. It was a helpless feeling not to be able to see.
I went home and tried to cook and am lucky I still have all my fingers!! I took my dish and
I headed out to our friends for dinner and to meet Mark. I know driving was questionable!
I was visiting and having a great time when their sweet daughter Meg asked me to read her a book, wasn't going to happen. I hated not being able to share a momet snuggled up reading with her. And again I was frustrated.
I couldn't help all day to think of the dear Veterans at our church that come from the blind center. They come and go as they receive treatment at the blind center then go back to their homes in different parts of the country. Some are completely blind and some can see very little. I got a small taste of life for them and how much they truly have lost......Oh how I take for granted such gifts as site..GOD FORGIVE ME
As my eyes went back to normal I was thankful for the clarity..."And the blind shall see" Isn't this exactly what it is like with spiritual blindness. That without spiritual glasses I am helpless. May God continue to bring clarity to my life and allow me to know without him I can not see clearly. That alone I am unable to see the world as He does. I want to see HIS WORLD..
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Amen and amen...and isn't it amazing when you start to pray for His eyes for this world how different everything begins to look...a definite reminder of how skewed our sight is/was. Thanks for the reminder to beg for His "sight." Continue to be blessed and be a blessing!
They arrived at Bethsaida. Some people brought a sightless man and begged Jesus to give him a healing touch. Taking him by the hand, he led him out of the village. He put spit in the man's eyes, laid hands on him, and asked, "Do you see anything?" He looked up. "I see men. They look like walking trees." So Jesus laid hands on his eyes again. The man looked hard and realized that he had recovered perfect sight, saw everything in bright, twenty-twenty focus.
(Mar 8:22-25)
We all could benefit from a second touch.
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