Thursday, September 10, 2009

A Blind Mans Journey

As many of you may or may not know, my fiancĂ© Steven, has gone blind. It has only been four months since he’s been completely blind and before that it was slowly diminishing. He can no longer partake of the beautiful sunrise, he can no longer see the breathtaking blossoms of spring. All he has, are drums in the deep. Challenges are at our doorstep with every waking day and we endure.

Our lovely government has been of little help in helping us. We have food, for that I am grateful. But the medical help has been a no-show. We’ve applied for assistance of every kind so that this man can become a productive working man in society once again, but our Government would rather have him disabled for two years before they offer him Medicare.

He needs a cornea transplant and a cataract transplant, of which we’ve found help in the Lions Club. They are willing to pay for the operation, but it’s the prior visits and infections and the follow-up treatment that we need help from the government with. I realize now that our government isn’t for the disabled of society and that is truly sad in the “Land of the Free”.

With all of this surrounding us, we have turned to the only thing we know and that is our Lord and Savior. Without our faith, I’m certain we would have been washed up and left on the shores for the crabs to pick at.

Steven has started a blog of his own, which will document his journey into the depths of doom, only to be lifted by spiritual growth that comes from all trials. He’s a pretty good writer if I do say so myself, and his path is one for all of us to admire. He’s strong, brave, and quite the exceptional man, and he’s mine! lol

I do believe everything happens for a reason, and through his blindness, I can see. John 9:39 says: And Jesus said, For judgment I am come into this world, that they which see not might see; and that they which see might be made blind.

I cannot imagine my sight being taken away, and I think we all take for granted the gift of sight. As an experiment, blindfold yourself for an hour. Just one hour. Through this experiment, you’ll learn that our sight is a gift and one we should treasure. Imagine life where you can only use touch,taste,smell, and sound. Life without the fifth sense would be quite a challenge for any of us.

My journey is far from over and my blogging days have only just begun. As followers of mine, please take a peek at this wonderful new blog, The Drums in the Deep. Leave a comment if you’d like. Support your fellow brother and let him know... he’s not alone on this journey.

John 12: 40 states: He hath blinded their eyes, and hardened their heart; that they should not see with their eyes, nor understand with their heart, and be converted, and I should heal them.


The Bead Doodler said...

Your story breaks my heart. Not just that your loved one has lost his sight, that's heartbreaking enough, but that there's no assistance for those who truly need it; something I've discovered first hand since my forced retirement. My prayers are with you.

joni said...
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joni said...

Thank you so much! It calms the nerves knowing there is moral support out there. :-) Hence my next blog post.
Hopefully Steven's story is one of inspiration as we endure these trials with faith and hope. Prayer is ALWAYS welcome!
Thanks again,


Anonymous said...


Courage. It is through trial that we find our wings. My prayers go out to you and Steven during this difficult time.

Oh, to have the foresight to be able to look ahead and know the moment when hindsight reveals the purpose of what we endure.

Be strong.


joni said...

Thanks Raven,
I think courage has been my middle name throughout my life. I endure and find myself flying sometimes. ;-)

Thank you so much, it really means a lot to get this out of my system. Thank GOD I'm a writer. :-)

God bless!