Because these eyes are dealing with disease that slowly robs me of sight, I’ve spent a lot of time pondering over the blessing of what I can see. Where, at one time, I may have casually seen things in passing, it’s no longer that simple. With the illness, this whole sight gift is more beautiful, full, and awesome than ever. So for today’s post, I will sneak in beautiful photos of some of the treats available for the looking…
Just a smattering of visual delights that we enjoy with our eyes.
I don’t want to take anything for granted. Not one smile. Not looking into the shining eyes of a loved one. Not one perfect flower or jaw-droppingly beautiful sunset. Not one huge moon. Nothing. Because I have come to joyfully appreciate that I can still see things.
Like the red moon the first of this week. What a heart stopping gift to see! The glories of Mother Nature are simply awesome.
This is different from the fear I had a few years ago, when we learned the sight was ebbing away. Amazing how making this shift has brought joy in quiet, overflowing ways. Meanwhile, it has taken away the sting of severe glaucoma and offered me a quiet, sweet
Remember how I am with you, always, during hard times? Remember that you are loved and compensated? Remember that I am over all things, that my eye is on the sparrow so I am aware of you and love you? Remember that all things give you experience, and can be for your good?
(Thank you, Greg Olsen, for so many beautiful paintings of the Savior, like the one above.)
This little issue has become a reminder of the Lord who created me, to begin with. His love and blessings, his watch care give me courage and gratitude while it keeps my faith intact. A precious experience, actually.
Despite the days when I am feeling sad or frustrated, He steers me through and carries the weight of the problem. Just as He does for you, with your problems. I have begun to see that sight is more than what I visualize with my mortal eyes. It’s what I process in my heart. And the gratitude inside my soul magnifies the beauties right in front of my eyes.
A picture of beloved family members is a treasure. Fun, colorful ones when they’re having fun is even better!
P.S. My sharing today isn’t about Oh I have this and that, and wah is me. It’s a celebration of how – regardless of what I deal with, or what comes my way, I don’t have to do it alone. There is heavenly help close by to uplift me, to help me through, to grant me peace and to remind me of all the blessings still available rather than to focus on the negative or loss. I hope this makes sense.
It’s the little tweaking of attitude that is given me [I don’t think I’m brave enough or well enough equipped to come up with it on my own] to keep me above the waves and delighting – much of the time- in the possibilities rather than limitations.
The whole reason I’m sharing this is because I Don’t Want To Take Anything For Granted. Ever Again. Every single day gives me the chance to see drops on a single pedal of a single sweet flower. I get to Facetime with my daughter and see their smiles and fun, silly faces. Their beautiful eyes and fun Italian influenced hand actions!
What I see is – in great measure- what I feel and entertain inside. Whether I see and enjoy the good gifts around me is my choice. If I choose, and accept the Savior’s tending, my faith is always going to be stronger than any difficulty that comes my way. That is comforting and sweet, and blesses to SEE in new, better ways. Such goodness.
And goodness matters. It really does.