I am having a love hate relationship with my contacts. I have to wear rigid contacts due to an eye condition, which has a name longer than I care to try to pronounce.
Several years ago I went to a new group of doctors for an eye exam. I had been told by the past few doctors I had been to that I had cataracts and that was causing my issues. I kept going to different doctors in the hopes that one would find out why none of the glasses I had purchased every helped.I finally found the right doctor who discovered the problem and it wasn’t cataracts. The thing was, glasses were never going to help, I needed to do something I had sworn I would never do, wear contacts. Not the disposable ones, but the rigid ones that feel as if you’ve driven a saber in your eye if you get them in incorrectly.
I’ve had these I’m wearing now for a couple of years. They are showing their age.
The doctor told me that I had to make sure and clean them carefully every night when I removed them, and every morning before I put them in my eyes. There is also a hydrogen solution that is supposed to bubble away anything on the contacts. I’ve been following instructions, and yet I’m still having issues.
Today, as I was driving home from church at times it was as if I were driving through a fog. I could see, but I had to concentrate and watch carefully.
Such is life. There are moments when even as we follow what we consider right and true, we run into problems. Worries, concerns, storms, the problems of life creating a fog of stress and fears that make it as if we were struggling through a fog bank. Difficult to see where we are going and what we may run into along the way.
Over the course of the last few years, I’ve struggled with various problems and emotions. As I worked to move forward fears and a low self esteem held me back. I have shelves of books purchased offering advice over fears, worries, loneliness, by various authors. Most but not all faith based.
Just as I am facing the understanding that I need new contacts to be able to see better, I also, over the course of time have realized that I needed a new, stronger outlook over my life. The one book I need to read the most is my Bible, there I find the information and instructions I have needed to help me move forward and past the fears. Through reading it and through prayer, my life has gotten better. I am moving forward and finding a peace that I haven’t felt in a long time. I am finding a feeling of being a part of life and not just an outsider looking in wistfully. That particular fog, is fading away, and in its place a joy and gladness of life.