I wear glasses. My eyesight isn’t really all that bad. Actually the reason I got glasses in the first place is kind of a funny story. When I was in fifth grade, I think for some reason the doctor told me that it was up to me. I didn’t get them right off, but my parents were keeping a watch. One day I got off the school bus at my stop, and I was looking for my dad. I was squinting. It’s not for the reason that you think. The sun was in my eyes. My dad thought my squinting was because I couldn’t see him. Soon after I had a pair of red framed glasses.
My eyesight still isn’t too bad. When I put my glasses on, everything is just a little more clear. (In fact when I’m at home, I usually leave them off.) It helps a lot, when I'm trying to read road sign. That’s not the case with some of you. You may be lost without your glasses.
Your “eyesight” may be pretty clear (meaning you have a good idea what Jesus has done for you and how that impacts your life). Or your “eyesight” may be dreadful (meaning you have no clue what Jesus has done for you and how that impacts your life).
Paul writes in 1 Timothy about his walk with Jesus. He exclaims, “I thank Christ Jesus our Lord, who has given me strength, that he considered me faithful, appointing me to his service. Even though I was once a blasphemer and a persecutor and a violent man, I was shown mercy because I acted in ignorance and unbelief. The grace of our Lord was poured out on me abundantly, along with the faith and love that are in Christ Jesus. Here is a trustworthy saying that deserves full acceptance: Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners—of whom I am the worst. But for that very reason I was shown mercy so that in me, the worst of sinners, Christ Jesus might display his unlimited patience as an example for those who would believe on him and receive eternal life” (1:12-16 NIV).
So no matter where your “eyesight” is at, know that Jesus gives you tons of grace. He wants the best for you, because He loves you that much.
Usually we make our resolutions at the beginning of January. And usually we’ve given up by now. I read somewhere that goals are better than resolutions. One of my goals this year is to run a marathon. Just kidding. It’s to run a 5k. Now, this may not seem like a big deal. It’s really not that long.
For me it is a big deal. For two reasons. The first reason is I have never been an active person. Even as a child I was the one who preferred to read a book. I didn’t mind, when we stayed in for recess on a rainy day. It’s a struggle. The second reason is that I have had problems in both my ankles. It’s a genetic thing. I have dealt with pain over the years. Thankfully, the doctors were right. With age the pain has lessened. I don’t talk about it too much (or at least I try). I know that other people have to deal with chronic pain far worse than I do.
Actually, my goal last year was to run a 5k. As you probably can guess, that didn’t happen. I don’t want to give up on this one. When I started to do the running last year, I had planned on writing about accomplishing my goal after I could actually run a 5k. No one besides Chris knew about my goal. I think I was afraid of failing. Then what would people think of me? (I seriously think about these things.)
When we live our lives in fear, we miss out. We know that. And we still do it. Is there something unresolved that we’ve been putting off? Is there something that we just can’t stop doing, even if we know that it’s not healthy or good for our relationship with God? Is there something that we haven’t been doing, that we know we should be doing?
If you have said “yes” to any of these, you can stop living in fear of what may happen if you tell someone. You don’t have to tell everyone. You can find a person you trust (perhaps that someone sits right in front of you at worship services), and you can ask him or her for help or even just a prayer or accountability. It takes courage. I know. When we become more vulnerable to one another, we can find that the fear will dissipate. When the fear dissipates, it can only help our relationship with other people and with God.
This is written by Kathleen Blackey, follower of Jesus and co-pastor at First Baptist Church.