“Now read the letters back to me.”
I strained to make out the letters in the fifth line.
The optometrist took some notes. We tried another line with my same hesitating results. The diagnosis was clear. I needed glasses. I could not believe it. I was only eight years old, I’m too young for glasses, I naively thought. Not too young, as I soon learned. Both of my parents wore glasses at a similar young age. I have worn glasses nearly my entire life. With rare exceptions, with each passing year, my prescription worsens. For many years, it was nearsightedness. After age forty, presbyopia reared its ugly head and I had difficulty focusing on objects and words directly in front of me. Now I wear glasses with progressive lenses, replete with four different prescriptions to accommodate my weakened near and far vision. My only comfort is a wonderful optometrist who expertly corrects my failing vision. Now, if only my spiritual vision was not as impaired!
My eyes are straining to see your promises come true. When will you comfort me?
Psalms 119:82 (NLT)
God’s promises are always before me, so why do I act as if I am both nearsighted and presbyopic, straining to see them? My eye vision has become my spiritual vision. God blesses me with so many immediate promises, yet how often do I take them for granted? Other times, His promises take years to fulfill and I grow impatient waiting, thinking He has forgotten me. Instead of glasses, God comforts me by sharpening my spiritual vision. As I yield my life to my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, He conforms me to His image so that I may view life from His lofty perspective rather than through my blurred vision.
What a glorious God we serve!
Love and trust in the Lord; seek His will in your life.