ENCOURAGE ME

A few years ago, an eye specialist diagnosed me legally blind. When I left that appointment, I felt vulnerable and stripped of all confidence. Unable to drive, I deemed myself useless.

Those first few weeks following my diagnosis were bleak. It didn’t matter that the specialist put my name on a list for a cornea transplant. In the middle of those nights, I wallowed in self-pity and prayed, “God send someone to encourage me.”

Nothing happened. No cards arrived in the mail and husband didn’t know how to encourage me. I felt older than my 59 years.

Now I’m 70. What a change in attitude.

The first change in my thinking happened six months after my diagnosis—the day husband drove me to the surgical center for my first cornea transplant. A courier driver rushed from his vehicle to the front door. He held it open for me and then he hurried past me to the counter with a Styrofoam container in his hand. He spoke to the receptionist, nodded his head at me and left.

The young woman at the desk moved the white container to the side and asked my name.

“Katherine Crawford.”

She smiled at me. “Mrs. Crawford, this package is for you.”

At that moment I realized that someone died that I might see—not that I would just visually see, but the reality of that moment opened my eyes that I might see other souls crying, “Encourage me.”

Prayer: Lord, help me to see your children in need, those hurting behind their smiles.         Give me eyes to see their needs and be an encouragement to them. Amen

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