FRANCES: For my birthday this week, Glen wrote me a song about kayaking.
I put it to the pictures from last week's trip. I hope you enjoy it:
. . .an extension of the Orange Moon Cafe
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Eyes To See. . .
Monovision. . .wearing only one contact. Until today, that's what I did. I wore one contact in my non-dominant eye (I didn't even know people had a dominant eye until I tried monovision.)
My far vision was perfect -- until today -- but my close vision deteriorated through the years so
It took about three days after starting monovision for my brain to figure out which eye to "look" out of, then it was automatic. I never even think about it. At any distance, my vision is perfect and clear.
I tell you this because I especially appreciated the wonder of monovision this weekend. I accidentally went to sleep in my contact Friday night and when I woke up the next morning, it was gone. This was particularly upsetting because it was my last contact and my prescription was expired. The good news is that I had an appointment with the eye doctor today so I won't have to wait too much for my new contacts. The bad news is, my prescription has changed. Now instead of wearing one contact, I will wear two. My right eye, as usual, see up close and my left eye sees far away, but now the left eye sees far away with correction.
So when I have my contacts, I have "eyes to see". When I don't have my contacts, I don't have "eyes to see" -- I can't see anything within arms reach, and those things outside of arms reach are sort of blurry. I have to have the right tools to see what I need to see.
We are the same way with the Lord. We have to have the "eyes of our understanding" to be "enlightened". We can't fully understand the things of the Lord in our own understanding. In essence, I need the Lord to help me put in my "contacts", so that I can see what it is that He has for me to see clearly.
I recognize quite fully that without those contacts, I can't function, I can't see. I know I need to daily not only put them in, but also do what it takes to care for them and my eyes as well. Without my contacts I can live, but I would miss out on so much that makes my life special, that makes my life what it is meant to be to me.
That is the same with my life. Without the Lord's enlightenment, I can still live, but I would miss out on all that makes my life worth living. I must depend upon Him to strengthen me to do those things which will lead me in the way He has called me to walk. Just as the Lord Jesus said of the Father, "My Father worketh hitherto, and I work," (John 5:17), so He works "in us both to will and to do of His good pleasure." (Philippians 2:13).
My far vision was perfect -- until today -- but my close vision deteriorated through the years so
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It took about three days after starting monovision for my brain to figure out which eye to "look" out of, then it was automatic. I never even think about it. At any distance, my vision is perfect and clear.
I tell you this because I especially appreciated the wonder of monovision this weekend. I accidentally went to sleep in my contact Friday night and when I woke up the next morning, it was gone. This was particularly upsetting because it was my last contact and my prescription was expired. The good news is that I had an appointment with the eye doctor today so I won't have to wait too much for my new contacts. The bad news is, my prescription has changed. Now instead of wearing one contact, I will wear two. My right eye, as usual, see up close and my left eye sees far away, but now the left eye sees far away with correction.
So when I have my contacts, I have "eyes to see". When I don't have my contacts, I don't have "eyes to see" -- I can't see anything within arms reach, and those things outside of arms reach are sort of blurry. I have to have the right tools to see what I need to see.
We are the same way with the Lord. We have to have the "eyes of our understanding" to be "enlightened". We can't fully understand the things of the Lord in our own understanding. In essence, I need the Lord to help me put in my "contacts", so that I can see what it is that He has for me to see clearly.
I recognize quite fully that without those contacts, I can't function, I can't see. I know I need to daily not only put them in, but also do what it takes to care for them and my eyes as well. Without my contacts I can live, but I would miss out on so much that makes my life special, that makes my life what it is meant to be to me.
That is the same with my life. Without the Lord's enlightenment, I can still live, but I would miss out on all that makes my life worth living. I must depend upon Him to strengthen me to do those things which will lead me in the way He has called me to walk. Just as the Lord Jesus said of the Father, "My Father worketh hitherto, and I work," (John 5:17), so He works "in us both to will and to do of His good pleasure." (Philippians 2:13).
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
The Squirrel. . .Here He Is!
Here is an update on my story on the squirrel.
I was walking Sparrow the day after I wrote the story about the squirrel and my neighbor across the street, one of the finest guys you would ever want to know, a former Marine and general taker-care of our neighborhood, told me his wife had a new "baby". At first I thought perhaps they had a new puppy, but as soon as he said the word "squirrel", I knew exactly which little squirrel she had!
Now Ralph and Renee' are no strangers to little squirrels, they have taken in a couple little ones before that have fallen out of trees and Renee' is quite good at nursing them until they are ready to be released and out on their own. But I didn't know how Ralph and Renee' had gotten the squirrel. Had he managed to make it all the way across the street to their house?
It seems someone found the squirrel on the ground in their yard, picked him up and knocked on their door to tell them their squirrel had fallen out of the tree.
"Does he have a bad leg?" I asked Ralph, to make sure it was the little felllow I had been watching.
"Yeah, his back left leg." Yep, that was "my" squirrel alright. Now safe and sound in Renee's care. And by Ralph's report, the leg is already doing better. I have complete confidence that littel guy (the squirrel, not Ralph) will be scampering up the tree in no time.
From now on, I'll look up in the oak trees at the squirrels playing on the branches a little differently. It might be someone I know.
I was walking Sparrow the day after I wrote the story about the squirrel and my neighbor across the street, one of the finest guys you would ever want to know, a former Marine and general taker-care of our neighborhood, told me his wife had a new "baby". At first I thought perhaps they had a new puppy, but as soon as he said the word "squirrel", I knew exactly which little squirrel she had!
Now Ralph and Renee' are no strangers to little squirrels, they have taken in a couple little ones before that have fallen out of trees and Renee' is quite good at nursing them until they are ready to be released and out on their own. But I didn't know how Ralph and Renee' had gotten the squirrel. Had he managed to make it all the way across the street to their house?
It seems someone found the squirrel on the ground in their yard, picked him up and knocked on their door to tell them their squirrel had fallen out of the tree.
"Does he have a bad leg?" I asked Ralph, to make sure it was the little felllow I had been watching.
"Yeah, his back left leg." Yep, that was "my" squirrel alright. Now safe and sound in Renee's care. And by Ralph's report, the leg is already doing better. I have complete confidence that littel guy (the squirrel, not Ralph) will be scampering up the tree in no time.
From now on, I'll look up in the oak trees at the squirrels playing on the branches a little differently. It might be someone I know.
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