Eye Revolt

Eyes. 

Blue. Green. Hazel. Brown.

Windows to the soul.

The means by which we view our world with all its beauty and horror.

Like most things in life, we take our eyes for granted until things become blurry or painful or uncomfortable. 

My eyes have taken on a revolt this week in what I assume is a fight against smoke and dust. They itch. They burn. And I even have this uncomfortable bubble that seems to form on one of my eyes at the end of the day. 

The frustrating  part is that it gives me headaches. It makes focusing difficult and it renders me practically unable to leave the house, causing me more frustration because it feels like a waste of time.

So I whine and I cry and I bemoan my current state and then consider the blinded person in the Metro day after day begging for kopecks. Or what of the person blind from birth who has never seen the vibrant colors God paints in nature? Or what about the person blind to the fight for his/her soul and the need for a Savior? And I discover I really have no reason to be so disheartened. 

This afternoon I had a chat with a woman who came to visit. She shared with me that God can even use allergies to His glory. She was on a trip, staying with her ex-husband’s family (if I got my details right…), when her allergies began acting up so she stayed longer than planned until she could travel again. During her extended stay the family came to know Christ! 

So I will put in my eye drops and down my allergy medicine and rest and pray for God to give me the ability to see from His perspective, through His eyes, even after mine clear up and things seem to not be blurry anymore.