Inadequate
Man, been losing vision like crazy. Really don't know why, just been really REALLY fuzzy. In fact, like, almost blind fuzzy! It has been leaving me really frustrated about life in general and not being able to do simple tasks around the house. I have had the word "inadequate" stuck in my head for the last four or five days because I have thought about how many things I can't do.
For example, I can't be the type of boyfriend who takes his girlfriend on nice country drives, or any drives for that matter. I can't really work in any field that involves vision (fun careers like aviation, law enforcement, etc - hey, they're exciting!). I can't really see the faces of folks I love and care for. I can't read a book or magazine at the check out counter. I really can't go enjoy a sporting event, play, or movie like most people do. And as I sit here and type out this list, and almost drive myself into a pity-fest....I grow giddy at the thought about Heaven.
Todd asked me once, "Do you get excited about the thought of standing before the Father in Heaven and seeing perfectly?". My answer has always been, "Well, I can't imagine anything else...", meaning, it doesn't bother me. Throughout the last couple of days, however, my thought process has changed on this subject. I am truly giddy at the thought of going to Heaven and being able to see clearly! I can't wait!!!! I long for the day I can see the simplest things like the birds and trees...heck, even the people who love and care about me, those who smile when I say something funny (like I ever do), and even see this text on this computer screen without a screen magnifier. Think of all the things I coudl do better...
Or would they be better? Something I have had to accept today was that in all my IN-adequacies, God comes and fufills those. My flaws and perfected in Him. No matter the circumstance I know that He has reason and purpose in that. I think my vision has kept me from things that society tempts us with.
So, "inadequate" is just a cop-out (is that the right way to spell that?). I am the way my Father created me, for the reason He created me. I need to remember when Satan tempts me with thoughts of being incompetant or inadequate, I have a Father who completes me. And though it's hard, He has a place for me in Heaven where I can roam those streets of gold with perfect sight and just gaze at His splendor! Dang, I am excited!!!!