My first clue that something was wrong came before I exited the garage. I looked at my phone and could not make out the name of the person who had texted me. One of the last things I do before heading for work is place a contact in my left eye that assists me in reading. The plan works to perfection most days. This was not one of those days.
During the morning my vision did not improve. I pulled out my glasses and used them as I typed on my laptop. My eye felt slightly irritated. Occasionally I rubbed on my eyelid in order to move the contact back into place if it had drifted. No luck. After lunch I had Nancy inspect my eye with a really bright flashlight. She saw no signs of a non-compliant contact.
That afternoon I dropped by the optometrist’s office to have a professional look in my eye. I received the assurance I had hoped for. The contact was not in my eye. I must have dropped it. That evening I searched the counter top and the bathroom floor in vain. Apparently Nancy had swept it up while cleaning the house.
The following morning, I again popped a contact into my left eye before heading out the door. My eye felt a bit irritated. I assumed it would get better in a few minutes as my eye moistened. I could see, but it was a bit fuzzy. I wondered out loud why I was suddenly having contact issues. Nancy asked me if I might be to the point that I needed to consider not using contacts. I wouldn’t hear it.
After lunch, my eye felt so scratchy that I pulled out the contact and tossed it in the trash. I wear daily disposable contacts. I spent the afternoon visiting and didn’t read anything. My left eye felt great. Before supper, I sat in my chair to read a bit. I noticed that I could do so without my glasses. My suspicions proved true when I pulled another contact out of my left eye. Apparently, I had been wearing a couple of them that morning. No wonder my eye felt weird. My eye problems had been self-inflicted pain producers.
The same is true of “I problems.” When people choose to make life all about themselves, they pierce themselves with many a pain.
Life remains a joyful journey!
- Sundays Sermon “Living in the Real World” James 5:13-20
- LifeGroup Attendance on August 25 – 825
- GriefShare – September 1 at 4:30 p.m. in the Parlor
- NO EVENING ACTIVITIES on Sunday, September 1
- Church Office Closed on Monday, September 2
- Wednesday Evening Meal at 5:00 p.m., Salisbury Steak
Baptized at Crowder Lake
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