My gratitude list starts with my eyes. My eyes see colors and the faces of my loved ones. I heard a blind person talk about how she had to take the same routes every day because of the danger she would face if venturing onto an unknown area. I can vary my routes because of my eyes.
Gratitude is contagious and so much needed no matter what difficulties we face. Thank you. My brother was blind from birth (human error - poor regulation of incubator oxygen), further complicated by cerebral palsy from undetected breach positioning. Development of seizures in adolescence landed him in a wheel chair in his late 30s. His physical needs gave him countless interactions with dedicated teachers, medical and healthcare professionals throughout his life. People never ceased to be amazed at the joy and appreciation that characterized his interactions with every person he met because of his unique ability and perspective as a blind person to "see" and engage each one's inner goodness, their heart and soul. Voices mattered to him, not appearance. His joy was contageous and he brought out goodness in others. When he passed suddenly, so sadly for all who knew him, but peacefully in his sleep, my joy was knowing that in heaven he would experience the particular joy of seeing for the first time. His deep faith in and love for God was as natural as breathing, and it was God's presence in his heart and his life that allowed him to see with a clarity that eludes many who are sighted.
ReplyDeleteI'm grateful that you shared this! Much obliged!
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