I’m at that age. I recently had cataract surgery and what an eye-opening experience! I wasn’t anxious about it. My mom had it done when she was in her 90s and came through it easily. I remember how thrilled she was when the doctor removed the eye patch. She didn’t know what she’d been missing!
I was looking forward to seeing more clearly. Near-sightedness has required me to wear glasses, and later contacts, since I was a teenager. But I wasn’t expecting things to be different colors! My cloudy, yellowish lenses have been giving things a golden hue and I never knew it. The good news is, my teeth are whiter than I thought. The bad news is, so is my hair! Those dingy bathroom curtains are just fine and don’t need to be replaced. But my lawn and shrubs are a much paler green and aren’t nearly as lush. Some things are better and some things are worse.
This revelation has got me wondering if I have spiritual cataracts. What am I seeing through defective lenses? Who have I been looking at and they’re not as bad, or as good, as I thought they were? What opportunities has God given me that I thought were merely annoyances. Have I made as much progress toward Christ-likeness as I thought I had? Am I like Mom and I don’t know what blessings I’m missing? Open the eyes of my heart, Lord, and let me see everything the way you do.
Dianne