The difference between being blind and having sight, being stuck in the darkness gave me a fright.
God touched on my eyes and now I can see, it’s hard to believe He cares that much for me.
I thought I was a waste, a taker of space. Having no purpose direction or plan, being a Lonely singer in my own pity party band.
My eyes are now opened wide seeing the world that I’m in, corrupt, damaged and ugly, so full of sin.
God has us look through the darkness and into His light, with Him in the eye line our future is bright.
Read all about sight in John nine and tell me it doesn’t put a tingle in your spine. I remember the day Jesus did this for me, it was the day I had asked Him to save a wondering me.
Viewing the world as though that’s all, this is it, then I experienced His mud mixed with spit.
I can feel joy, happiness, direction, and hope, not feeling like my neck is at the end of a rope.
