“What happens now? What am I going to do?” I found myself constantly asking these questions.
It had been a year of painful recovery and harsh reality. After an extensive series of unsuccessful eye surgeries, I was blind. A wife, mother of three, a classroom teacher. In a matter of weeks, my life had drastically changed forever.
I chose to spend the endless days sitting and praying for my family and friends, my former students, those at church, missionaries. This became my ministry when it seemed to me, at the time, I could do nothing else. It was extremely difficult to find myself physically disabled and not able to live doing what I loved: taking care of my family and teaching. But I firmly believe in the power of prayer and continued to lift other’s burdens before the Lord.
After that first year, I decided a new ‘normal’ had entered my life. My vision was no longer available to me. What was I going to do?
I got up every morning and painstakingly taught myself how to relive life by touch. I cooked and cleaned, washed clothes, pretty much everything I had always done, at a much slower pace. But I decided I was going to do whatever I wanted to do. And I have.
I taught myself how to crochet for those not-so-often-anymore endless days of just sitting. I make blankets and give them to those dear to my heart that I continue to pray for every day. Since I began five years ago, I have made and given away over 300 blankets and have a list in my head of so many more I need to get busy making!
I will never know this side of heaven why I so suddenly became blind, but I do know what I can continue doing to share the love of Jesus to those He puts on my heart.