Walking Down the Blind Side
A funny thing happened today while I was still in my rest period on MC and away from the parish.
Decided to stay the weekend at my godmother's place and enjoy a different setting for a while away from the usual hustle and bustle of Holy Family. This morning as I was preparing to go for the morning Mass at St Mary's together with my godmother, I had a problem with getting my contact lense onto my right eye. Try as I might, it just doesn't want to stay where it was supposed to. The past attempts didn't raise too much of a problem. Not this morning, though! Nothing I did could coax that blooming lense into my right eye. So, in the end I went half-blind to the Mass. I just joined in the congregation and enjoyed Mass that way from beginning to end.
Before that, as I was walking into the church, I bumped into Friar Joe Nathan and told him about my eye-operation and how I am now half blinded. He laughed and said it's not surprising that today's gospel reading may be suitable for me to consider: the man born blind and cured by Jesus. I spend the rest of the day in a 'blind' state to see myself just how fortunate people (and myself) with sight can be and how often we take all this for granted. It is rather uncomfortable to focus properly when the gap of vision between my two eyes are too wide. The blurriness mixes with the clarity causing confusion and discomfort!
Today's episode in walking the blind side is a bittersweet lesson in humility and trust in God that is always around the corner for any believer who wants to walk in the light of Christ.
Oh, I broke with my intention to stop blogging till after this Wednesday. So, sue me! ;)
Decided to stay the weekend at my godmother's place and enjoy a different setting for a while away from the usual hustle and bustle of Holy Family. This morning as I was preparing to go for the morning Mass at St Mary's together with my godmother, I had a problem with getting my contact lense onto my right eye. Try as I might, it just doesn't want to stay where it was supposed to. The past attempts didn't raise too much of a problem. Not this morning, though! Nothing I did could coax that blooming lense into my right eye. So, in the end I went half-blind to the Mass. I just joined in the congregation and enjoyed Mass that way from beginning to end.
Before that, as I was walking into the church, I bumped into Friar Joe Nathan and told him about my eye-operation and how I am now half blinded. He laughed and said it's not surprising that today's gospel reading may be suitable for me to consider: the man born blind and cured by Jesus. I spend the rest of the day in a 'blind' state to see myself just how fortunate people (and myself) with sight can be and how often we take all this for granted. It is rather uncomfortable to focus properly when the gap of vision between my two eyes are too wide. The blurriness mixes with the clarity causing confusion and discomfort!
Today's episode in walking the blind side is a bittersweet lesson in humility and trust in God that is always around the corner for any believer who wants to walk in the light of Christ.
Oh, I broke with my intention to stop blogging till after this Wednesday. So, sue me! ;)
0 comments:
Post a Comment