With my fuzzy vision, my wife and I went to church--Trinity-Lansing--last night
April 08, 2018
Even though this cornea stuff is starting to bug me with the blurry vision and all, we decided to go to church last night. If ever I wanted a clear line of communication to God, it's right now.
What I learned while attending the service was both encouraging and troubling.
First, I experienced very directly what other visually impaired worshippers must feel when they attend. The service is not real user-friendly for those with vision problems. I could see the big screens, of course, but, I couldn't read the words. For me, they just weren't there. What's the answer? I don't know.
I'm glad my wife was with me. However, when the service was over and we were out the door, I discovered that I forgot my Promise Keepers baseball cap in the pew. I almost asked my wife to go with me to get it. I didn't want to stumble into anybody or anything . I went in by myself knowing that this was a safe place to get turned around. I found the cap and found my way out again.
The sermon was from 2 Corinthians 12: 7-10 where the Apostle Paul prays about the thorn in the flesh he had been given by God. It was some kind of physical ailment and God told him it wasn't going way and that His strength would be made perfect in Paul's weakness.
I walked out of the service with an uneasy feeling in my gut. What if the vision thing doesn't clear up after the cornea transplant?