Receive Thy Sight; Thy Faith Hath Saved Thee

Wednesdays are bathroom cleaning day at my house. It’s not a job anyone loves, but it is always very satisfying when it’s done. One such Wednesday, I commented to my husband that the shower had been particularly moldy. He replied quickly that he hadn’t noticed. Nor had he noticed that it was freshly cleaned.

My first reaction was to be dumbfounded. The change was dramatically obvious. And my next thought probably would have been a very non-charitable thought about my husband and how stereotypically male he was being about our home. But he stopped me by commenting:

“I don’t wear my glasses in the shower.”

My husband is nearly blind without his glasses. It’s a minor miracle that he can find the shampoo. In almost 20 years of marriage, do you know that it has never once occurred to me that he LITERALLY cannot see in the shower?

This experience led me to contemplate the ways in which I might be spiritually blind.

First, how often am I blind to others’ perspectives? Sometimes I take the road of judgment rather than the road of understanding when I look at the world around me. I think about the times I have likely said or done things that inadvertently hurt someone because I was ignorant of the trials they are facing. I would like to not be that person anymore. I’m trying very hard to listen and respond mindfully, instead of react.

It seems like our country becomes more divided every day. It’s hard to understand how someone could support or vote for opposing ideas or candidates. By recognizing my own blindness, I hope to offer grace to the next person who chooses differently than me, because I truly believe that balance and unity are what Christ would want for us.

Second, I am blind to all of God’s grand designs. As I pray, read my scriptures, and ponder His mercies, I see mere glimpses of the way things could be. I don’t always see the miracles He is working in my own life, especially on a day to day basis. I don’t see the figurative messes that He is, I’m sure, constantly cleaning up. Instead, I might see trials. I see blessings He has not seen fit to grant me yet. Faith in God includes believing in His promises, even when we can’t see them immediately.

In one of His early sermons, the Lord announced who He was and the purpose of His mission. Luke 4:18 states, “The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering the sight of the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised.”

The Lord is My Light, by Eva Koleva Timothy

I know that my blindness can be healed as I turn to Christ. Jeffrey R. Holland said, “Through the incessant din and drumbeat of our day, may we strive to see Christ at the center of our lives, of our faith, and of our service. That is where true meaning lies. And if some days our vision is limited or our confidence has waned or our belief is being tested and refined—as surely it will be—may we then cry out the louder, ‘Jesus, thou son of David, have mercy on me.’ I promise with apostolic fervor and prophetic conviction that He will hear you and will say, soon or late, ‘Receive thy sight: thy faith hath saved thee.’”

With hope,