Monday, September 19, 2011

Cataracts of the Soul

Last Wednesday I had cataract surgery on my right eye. I was frightened at the thought of someone messing with my eye.  This even though I did all the research and knew this procedure to be highly successful.  I was, however, to the point where my vision was such that I could no longer read for even small periods of time.



I am more than stunned at the improvement of my vision!  My left eye, which I believed to be my dominant and strong eye, seems so ‘poor’ in comparison.  Colors are brighter, everything is clearer and I stand amazed!  Even though I am still in the healing process, I’m looking forward to having the left eye done, now. 
In thinking about the deterioration of the vision in my eyes, it was so very gradual that I didn’t know it was happening.  Isn’t that like sin?  Little sins that we let creep into our lives, or at least I do in my life.  I justify it with, ‘ah, well… it isn’t as bad as... (fill in your own blank here). 

So rather than being like the Pharisee who rents his garment and declares, “I am so thankful I am not like that sinner over there!” I need to have the cataracts of my soul removed so that I can clearly see what God is viewing in my life and bring it in line with what I know to be true. 

2 Chronicles 7:15

New American Standard Bible


15 Now My eyes will be open and My ears attentive to the prayer offered in this place.


Matthew 20:32-34

New American Standard Bible

32 And Jesus stopped and called them, and said, “What do you want Me to do for you?” 33 They said to Him, “Lord, we want our eyes to be opened.” 34 Moved with compassion, Jesus touched their eyes; and immediately they regained their sight and followed Him.


Tamara