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My Vision is Whack

March 31, 2010 By Sandra Heska King

They have eyes, but they do not see. 
Psalm 135:16b 

My vision is whack.

I’ve worn glasses ever since I can remember. Grade school I think. Some of those old pictures aren’t fit for human eyes.

But here’s one anyway.

One thing I do know: that though I was blind, now I see. 
John 9:25b  

I wear contacts now. I got them when I was a senior in high school. I had no problem breaking them in. I wanted them.

I really wanted them.

Bad.

More than anything. 
Give me your heart, my son, and let your eyes delight in my ways. 
Proverbs 23:26

I sometimes even forget and fall asleep with them in.

I still wear the old kind. Hard. Gas permeable. My doctor tried to convert me to the soft ones a few years back. I tried. Sort of. I hate touching my eye. (Though I don’t mind manipulating or digging “lost” contacts out of the corner of my eyeball.)

I like the old ones. I like the old ways better. 

See, I am doing a new thing! 
Isaiah 43:19a  

Today I wear monovision contacts. Doctor told me I had them mixed up one day. But he said that was a good thing, too, because it meant I tolerated them so well. I guess not everyone does. Now I try to remember that “read is right.” I close my left eye to see if I can read with my right eye. If not, I switch.

I always get in trouble for wearing them too long. Sometimes I fudge when he asks.

Or is that lying?

For he who lacks these qualities (knowledge, self control, perserverence, godliness, brotherly kindness, love) is blind or short sighted. 
2 Peter 1:9a

I do have “backup” glasses.

I hate them.

I had a plank in my eye once. Felt like it anyway. Turned out to be a metal sliver. Don’t know where it came from.  Doc removed it (didn’t hurt a bit), and I had to wear glasses until it healed.

Dust and pollen feel like boulders. And make me cry. And make my mascara run. And it’s worth it.

I have two pairs of glasses.

One is a pair of bifocals. Yes. Sigh.

The optometric assistant talked me into the frames.

I hate them. (The glasses. The frames are okay. Dennis hates those.)

But now they’re “too strong.”

The other pair is for computer work. I wear them the most. I can see well enough around the house with them. Not well enough to drive.

I hate them, too.

And now I have to take them off to read.

Glasses smear and  fog up. And Gary (the too-old-for-me neighbor boy) used to love to lick two fingers and smudge the lenses. I didn’t care, though. At least he was paying attention to me.

For now we see through a mirror dimly, but then face to face. 
1 Corinthians 13:12   

I can’t see with them. I can’t see without them.

I need to fill a new contact prescription, too. And then get prescription sunglasses. Because contacts and beaches don’t go well together.

Which reminds me. There’s a contact somewhere in Lake Michigan sand.

If they ever tell me I can no longer wear contacts, I’ll ride a banana peel to the nearest LASIK center.

Because my vision is whack.

How is your vision today?

I pray the eyes of your heart may be enlightened, so that you will know what is the hope of his calling. 
Ephesians 1:18

Copyright © 2010 by Sandra Heska King

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  1. S. Etole says

    March 31, 2010 at 8:03 pm

    Needing correction constantly …

  2. Sandra Heska King says

    March 31, 2010 at 9:39 pm

    I love how you can say so much in so few words. 🙂

  3. Jeff Jordan says

    March 31, 2010 at 10:18 pm

    Sandra,
    I've been needing all kinds of correction since birth. My eyes "whacked out" when I was 11. I split time between contacts and glasses because contacts irritate me so bad…If I weren't such a chicken I would have Lasiked them a long time ago…my twin brother did it, and he loves the life without specs…maybe one day.
    Jeff

  4. ~~Melinda Y.~~ says

    March 31, 2010 at 10:31 pm

    After I had my "spiritual cataracts" removed, I finally saw The Light. I still lose focus, stumble, and fall..but I'm not in darkness anymore.
    Thanks for sharing…love all those pics you put on your posts!

  5. Sandra Heska King says

    March 31, 2010 at 11:48 pm

    @Jeff: My husband went through a period of time when he was in high school or college that his eyes changed so quickly, they just gave him clip-on lenses. He had contacts for a while, but he prefers glasses. Go figure.

    @Melinda: Good analogy! Gotta watch out for those obstacles. Some of these pictures are a hoot, aren't they? Now I wish I'd saved all those old frames.

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