Better off not seeing

The last few days have been a whirlwind. I've had enough going on to keep a few folks busy and only made it home in time to put the boys to bed one of the last four nights. Needless to say I'm ready for a little rest, and I'm pretty sure Shelly could stand a little relief on the home front.

Funny thing is I have been busy doing things I really love. When I was younger I dreamed of what I would do when I was a grown up and I am finally beginning to see the dream God gave me coming true. It's not exactly what I pictured it would be, yet it is exactly what I knew it would be. I don't think I have ever felt as comfortable in my own skin as I have these last several days.

Even though I knew the dream God gave me, I think if I saw it as it really were to be I probably would have run away. I doubt seeing things as they should be would have caused me to pursue making things as they should be. It was blindness that frustrated me and blindness that kept me pushing.

Interestingly, I have also seen physical blindness cause healing in the last few days as well. My dad had been experiencing spots in his field of vision and temporary blackness in one eye. He visited his eye doctor who immediately referred him for an ultrasound of his neck. A major blockage was found in one carotid artery and he was operated on successfully yesterday. If not for blindness he would likely have had a major stroke, affecting the rest of his life or even killing him.

So I get annoyed when I know what should be in front of me but I can't see it. I hate it when I know where I should be going but can't see how to get there. The message today, though, is loud and clear. Most of the time I'm better off not seeing- if I could see everything there would be no need to keep moving.