Tag: Blind

Choosing to See What I Can’t See

I’ve written about this before: I’m color blind. It’s not severe, but it does prevent me from seeing some things. Certain shades of greens and reds or blues and purples are difficult and sometimes impossible for me to distinguish. More than once everyone around… Continue Reading “Choosing to See What I Can’t See”

Choosing Treasure Not Easily Seen

I traveled quite a bit when my children were young. I led outreach teams to foreign countries and could be gone for several weeks at a time. We didn’t have a lot of money, and so when it came to bringing gifts home to… Continue Reading “Choosing Treasure Not Easily Seen”

Choosing How I See God

Not too long ago I had a conversation with a person who struggles with addiction. He told me how he has a goal of developing more self discipline in his life. But he finds that he always fails in his efforts. He feels that… Continue Reading “Choosing How I See God”

Choosing to See Things in a New Way

Perhaps you’ve seen the presentation before. Someone asks you to tell them what you see on the screen. You look, and there is a single black dot in the middle. That is all. The presenter then asks if there is anything more. Once you… Continue Reading “Choosing to See Things in a New Way”

Choosing to TRUST in the Dark

I was five years old when I had my tonsils removed. Medical concerns and procedures were different back then. They had me spend the night before surgery in the hospital. I remember my initial impression was that of getting to do a sleep over… Continue Reading “Choosing to TRUST in the Dark”

Choosing a Clear Eye

My cousin and I had started a window-washing service as our summer job between college semesters. We figured we could make easy money with our pails and squeegees catering to the affluent Los Angeles suburbs. I didn’t mind the washing part. But knocking on… Continue Reading “Choosing a Clear Eye”

Choosing Well . . . in the Dark

I was five years old when I had my tonsils removed. A lot of medical concerns and procedures were different back then. They had me spend the night before surgery in the hospital. I remember my initial impression was that of getting to do… Continue Reading “Choosing Well . . . in the Dark”

Choosing to Open My Eyes

When I realized what was next to me, I flattened myself against the side of the house in shock. I kept telling myself that this couldn’t be real. Things like this don’t happen here.  My cousin and I had started a window-washing service as… Continue Reading “Choosing to Open My Eyes”

Choosing Gratitude

I am afflicted with a condition that I understand many men have. I often cannot see what is right in front of my face. The can of soup I’m looking for in the pantry mysteriously disappears when I go to retrieve it. I’m perplexed… Continue Reading “Choosing Gratitude”

Choosing to See

When I realized what was next to me, I flattened myself against the side of the house in shock. I kept telling myself that this couldn’t be real. Things like this don’t happen here. My cousin and I had started a window-washing service as… Continue Reading “Choosing to See”