Husband and I had a shift in our health care insurance situation, which meant we acquired vision coverage.
Which meant Husband went to the eye doctor for the first time in who knows how long, and got glasses.
It was quite adorable when the glasses arrived because he was wondering around staring at things and gazing off into the distance proclaiming things like, “I had no idea that was there!” “Wow! There is so much detail.” “Man, look at that!”
Husband was in sheer wonderment of things I see all the time. Things that have been there all along. His prescription was just so old and off that it was like there was a whole world of depth and perception that he was missing.
It would have been hilarious if it wasn’t so cute.
Anyway. Husband loves views and overlooks more than anyone I know. (Case in point, the weekend of acquiring glasses he asked if it would be okay to drive up the runaway truck ramp because “the view from the top was probably great”.) It was interesting to me, looking back over all the times we’ve gone to see some sight at his request, in hind sight knowing he couldn’t fully see it. But that even with the details and the definition missing, he still wanted to take it in.
Over the last year or so, my single favorite line from a song has been from Sanctus Real’s These Things Take Time.
“I want to know why You gave me eyes, if faith is how I see.”
There are days I wonder if my ability to see, doesn’t rob me of some faith.
Where I wonder if the fact that my eyes see clearly, doesn’t keep my heart from seeing clearly.
Can I rely on my sight so completely that I miss opportunities to rely on faith alone?
Because faith is mostly about what we don’t see. About what we miss. About what is just beyond our line of sight. The things too far off to make out clearly.
About complete reliance and trust on what we don’t see.
That is faith.
“Now faith is being sure of what we hope for, and certain of what we do not see.” Hebrews 11:1
Trusting in what i can’t see,