On Tuesday, I wrote about an interesting photography project about those who were once blind who had their sight restored through cornea transplants. They were given a camera and an assignment. “Take pictures of what you missed the most.”
You can read the story here, but think about the concept. Around here we talk about souls that are born-again and hearts that are regenerated. What if the same principle could be applied to our eyes? Once pure and flawless, we could clearly see this amazing world. But then disease took away that clarity and we were plunged into darkness, into despair. Then came restoration through a transplant and vision was restored. Born-Again eyes. And pure joy.
I’ve been intrigued by Lyla Lundquist’s series of posts on the blind man, found in John 9, who’s sight was renewed by Jesus. The haunting “Neither”, which explores “who’s fault it was” that the man was born blind. “He Came Home Seeing” retells the story of this man who said, “All I know is that once I was blind, but now I see.” And then yesterday she carried my mind away with “The Blind see, the seeing don’t.”
I’m starting to figure out that redemption isn’t just for souls. My change is about everything. My desires, my heart, my passion – all have undergone a transformation. And because of that I need to start treating the world and my neighbors in a decidedly different way. I need to view things in an entirely different light.
My vision can be born-again. Help me see.
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