I’ve always felt very blessed because when I have a crisis or am concerned for a loved one, I simply pray for help and God always comes through for me. This has happened more times than I can count, and I’ve always been grateful.
Then this double vision nightmare hit me and the first thing I did was turn to God, praying for a cure. And yet morning after morning I’ve woken up, filled with hope, only to discover that I’m still seeing the world in double. I have to admit, it has been discouraging and there have been times when I wondered if God was punishing me for something. But what?
Then, when all the tests showed I have Grave’s Disease, I figured the double vision was God’s way of leading me to the proper medications to get it under control. But still, the double vision persists. The specialist I saw last week put me on a corticosteroid to reduce the inflammation of my eye muscles. He thinks it will work on the double vision, but might take as long as two weeks. This is my seventh week of living this way. Maybe the eighth week will be the charm? If the steroids don’t work, I’ll have to have surgery.
This all reminds me of a saying I once heard – “Faith isn’t faith until it has been tested.” Well, my faith is being tested like never before. And yet, despite all evidence to the contrary, I feel like God is healing my eyes, even as I write this. And one day very soon I will wake up and see the world as it really is. And it will be like this great big present from God, all tied up in a giant red bow! And I will dance and praise God and be filled with so much joy that my body won’t be able to contain it all!
But until that happy day… all I can do…is try to be brave and to keep the faith…no matter what.