The more I can’t see, the more I’m forced to rely on God.
That’s a good thing.
While the process is difficult, frustrating and scary, it’s necessary.
That’s how we learn to trust - by being in a position where we have no other option.
Interesting that I never viewed any of my health issues as physical, rather tools that God would use.
Each one - each time - a more precision tool.
He’s leveling up the process, which requires fine tuning.
This time, he’s brought out the laser.
The beautiful thing is that I can be okay with just having my eyes closed.
Rather than be frustrated at how tired my eyes are getting due to the strain I’m putting them through, I’m learning to lean into the struggle and let go.
In a word, I’m learning to trust.
With eyes closed, I’m less distracted and able to focus on God.
It’s like I’m in a constant state of prayer.
Eyes closed allows me to more easily enter His courts.
Eyes closed allows me to hear him better.
Instead of complaining about my inability to see, I’m asking the better question - “What do you want to show me?”
Spiritual sight is more important than physical sight.
Can I trust him enough to believe that?
Although I mourn the realization that I can’t see clearly anymore,
I revel in the hope of future breakthroughs.
What lies ahead that I’m going to be able to “see?”
It’s exciting to ponder.
Be my eyes Lord - in whatever way that means.
