“Don’t sit so close to the TV,” I instructed my three year
old son.
When I placed him on the sofa, he tilted his head downward and rolled his eyes up to look at the TV.
When I placed him on the sofa, he tilted his head downward and rolled his eyes up to look at the TV.
“Something is not right with his eyes,” I told my
husband. “I will make an appointment to
take him to the eye doctor close by.
“This boy needs a
specialist,” said the doctor, “And I there is an excellent specialist with offices in
the Fruitvale Medical building.”
After making a new appointment, off we went to visit the
specialist.
The doctor asked him to show with his hand which way the fingers on the letter E were pointing. The doctor twirled the small eye glasses on the machine until he was happy that this would be a correct prescription for our son.
The doctor asked him to show with his hand which way the fingers on the letter E were pointing. The doctor twirled the small eye glasses on the machine until he was happy that this would be a correct prescription for our son.
Then he positioned the machine so that our boy could look
through it at me.
Our boy began to smile real big, and I said, “What are you smiling about?”
Our boy began to smile real big, and I said, “What are you smiling about?”
The Doctor made an astonishing statement as he said, “He is
seeing his mother for the first time.”
Doctor continued, “Your son could not see his own feet in front of
him. That is how bad his eyes are.
At Sunday school, he suddenly became interested in the
pictures and the stories about Jesus.
Those early glasses were quite thick, but he no longer ran
into things as he played.
A growing boy often needed new frames so we made regular
visits to the specialist, for adjustments to his glasses.
As time went by, and Junior High school was near, Doctor
suggested that perhaps for cosmetic reasons, we should consider contact lenses. “He is old enough to take care of contacts,”
said the doctor.
That was a good choice, and it caused our son to feel better
about him-self.
The thick glasses were used in the evenings at home to give
the eyes a rest, but all in all the adjustment to contacts were fine.
I am reminded that there is spiritually another world that we
cannot see that is brimming with angelic beings. No eye glasses on earth will
reveal these angels that are protecting us, but they are real and active in
their ministry.
One day, our spiritual eyes will be opened and we will be
able to view angels and Jesus face to face.
In the mean time we can pray with Paul: Eph. 1:18-21 that - - The eyes of your understanding being enlightened; that ye
may know what is the hope of his calling, and what the riches of the glory of
his inheritance in the saints,
19 And what is the exceeding greatness of his power to us-ward who believe, according to the working of his mighty power,
20 Which he wrought in Christ, when he raised him from the dead, and set him at his own right hand in the heavenly places,
21 Far above all principality, and power, and might, and dominion, and every name that is named, not only in this world, but also in that which is to come: :-)
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6 comments:
Good story and analogy. We rely so heavily on our senses we begin to put our faith in them instead of using the faith to see the things that God reveals to our wisdom. Just because we can see with our eyes doesn't mean that we can see... Excellent example of it, Hazel.
This is a beautiful comparison. Yes how lovely it would be to see with God's eyes.
Very nice sharing Hazel.
I remember when my youngest finally got his glasses. The experience was much the same. It was such joy to see him experiencing his world more acutely than ever. It gives me goose bumps to liken this to the time when our eyes will see the full, Hazel. Beautiful analogy, my friend.
As usual, good way of putting pieces together. Hmm! Made me do some thinkin'... and that's a good thing.
Beautiful story. Isn't it amazing? Now we see through a glass darkly, but soon we will see face to face. Thank you.
I vividly remember wearing my first pair of glasses at age 10 (many years ago!). For the first time I could see all the individual leaves on the trees! Clear vision makes a tremendous difference. Oh that we have eyes to see!
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