I have not been blessed with great eyesight. Because of birth-related complications, the vision in my right eye, well, downright stinks. My left eye is much better but without contact lenses or glasses, there’s no way I’d be able to drive. Writing would be challenging, too.
I’ve seen ophthalmologists throughout my life to help keep track of my eyes. While covering a high school football game 11 years ago in Manassas, Va., I noticed a black spot in the bottom of my right eye. Over the next day that spot obscured most of the vision in my eye. I had a detached retina, a complication usually seen much later in life. It was 27 at the time.
I had a couple of procedures on my eye in D.C. and ultimately had surgery in Chicago done by a wonderful doctor. Today there’s some vision in the right eye. It’s not as much as before the surgery but I’m thankful for what I have.
I’m not looking for a pity party. I’m so used to it I rarely think about it much except when I occasionally bump into something on my right side, usually when I’m tired.
Faith, or a lack of it, can work the same way. If you don’t have it to any great degree, how can you really miss it? If you do have it and it’s a part of who you are, how do you make sure you don’t take it for granted?
Part of the answer is intentionality. If you don’t make an effort to support your faith through prayer, Bible study or service, it becomes much harder to maintain.
Of course, there’s a lot more to it and God knows very well that I don’t have all the answers. What do you think?