Today is my second cataract surgery. The first went well and I’ve been able to see true color out of that eye and everything is much brighter. Now I can’t wait for the other eye to match up. Our vision is such an important part of our lives. Seeing things clearly makes all that we see, so much better. There is more to our vision than we even take time to think about.
Last week I felt quite proud of myself. I washed two of the kitchen windows n- inside and out. This is an accomplishment for me. I put off doing this chore last year because of the road construction going on outside our home. That work continues, but I couldn’t stand it any longer, so I took action. Washing two windows doesn’t sound like much, but I’m 80, so there’s that. Of course, the next day it rained, but it didn’t matter. Those windows are still cleaner than they were before, and it has opened up a whole new view of work that has to be done outside. When you get older, you learn to do some of these tasks little by little.
We grow so dependent on our eyes that we often take them for granted. Right now, our landscape is painted white with snow, but there are other colors. At this time of the year, when the sun begins to move closer to us, that golden orb is a welcome sight. It pierces through the crystal atmosphere, creating diamonds across an alabaster landscape. Sometimes the light can be irritating as I try to come up with an idea for this morning’s post. It cuts through my vision and even leaves me slightly blinded by its presence.
The sun’s power is incredible. The warmth slices through the hanging glasslike stalactites turning them into little puddles on the ground. They will soon succumb to the evening cold and refreeze for another day. The glow of the sun also gives us hope that winter will soon end – that there is a new beginning, new life and promise of warm walks in the summer heat.
In a world of darkened by sin, our eyes crave the true Light a light which never goes out and sets us on the path to heaven. Jesus is the Light of the World. Through Him, we can identify the darkness of sin. Through Him, we have a way out. Through His death and resurrection, we’re promised an eternity where there will be no more need for light, because God is our all-sufficient illumination.
Thank you, Lord, God, for the skill of my eye surgeon. Guide his hands today to restore my eyesight to where it should be. You alone are the great Physician and I rely on your constant care. I thank you for opening my eyes completely to your grace. In Jesus name, I thank and praise you for your almighty power. Amen
Prayers for your surgery today and once again, wonderful story!
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Thank you for your prayers and kind words 😃
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I will be praying for you. When I had my cataract surgery, one of the ladies, in her 90s, that is in my Sunday school class was having hers done. We had a curtain drawn between us, but kept talking about everything, including the Sunday school lesson. At one point, a nurse pulled the curtain back. “If you two insist on talking, at least you should see each other!”
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Oh that’s a funny story❤️
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A true one and Claudia brings it up in Sunday school every now and then.
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Speedy recovery, Bright Eyes, Kathy!
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Thank you so much😀
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What a beautiful post, Mama K. Your prayer touched my heart. Your wisdom helps me. Mirror of the Soul~I’m so happy your eye surgery went well. And how did the other surgery go? I sent an email but don’t feel like you have to respond. I’m proud of you for cleaning windows~80 looks great on you and I’m so glad you can “see”. Your vision sees exactly what’s the most important. God bless you so much! I love you dear lady!
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Kathy, I lift up praises for your successful surgery on the first cataract. I will check in after I read your next post.
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