I watched a movie tonight about a man who was born sighted, went blind at the age of one, regained sight for a brief period at about thirty-something and then went blind again. When he regained his sight he had to relearn everything differently. He needed to associate what he saw with a word or a thought rather than what he felt or touched. He saw a cheese grater, but he called it a measuring cup until he touched it. He once was blind, but then he saw, but it didn't make sense. Then he had to deal with once again losing all his sight.
I know as christians we are told that once we were blind in sin, but then we see once all the sin is washed away. I really don't see a whole lot and I don't think my sight is fully restored. I think we are all blind and some of us are just following or fumbling around in the wrong direction. Us blind christians who are following in the right direction still walk into a wall or stumble sometimes.The sin is washed away, true, but we are still left in bodies that are human; that are dead vessels. We may see glimpses in our life of something better, but we can't fully understand it. We need to embrace being blind. Of seeing only a part of a bigger picture.
Later, the man in the movie asked if what he was seeing was real or not real. Was that a kiss, or was it something else? A kiss of love as opposed to a kiss of friendship. Life is confusing and we have limited vision. We as christians can't claim to have answers, we are blind, but we are asking to be lead. We are fixing our eyes on what is unseen and embracing the blindness, finding joy and confidence in the blindness. We will not be afraid. How can we not be afraid? We are following someone who is not blind but has tasted blindness. We are being renewed day by day.
Another scene in the movie deals with this blind man asking his sister why she is looking away when all he wants to do is look her in the eyes. He doesn't understand why she can't look at him. I have a hard time myself looking at any human in the face for an extended period of time, I can't imagine facing God. He looks at us so deeply, we can't return that gaze. God sees things he doesn't want to see, but he still looks. We can feel the outline of his love, but we can't look at him. He is still unseen. We are blind, not sighted.
I know as christians we are told that once we were blind in sin, but then we see once all the sin is washed away. I really don't see a whole lot and I don't think my sight is fully restored. I think we are all blind and some of us are just following or fumbling around in the wrong direction. Us blind christians who are following in the right direction still walk into a wall or stumble sometimes.The sin is washed away, true, but we are still left in bodies that are human; that are dead vessels. We may see glimpses in our life of something better, but we can't fully understand it. We need to embrace being blind. Of seeing only a part of a bigger picture.
Later, the man in the movie asked if what he was seeing was real or not real. Was that a kiss, or was it something else? A kiss of love as opposed to a kiss of friendship. Life is confusing and we have limited vision. We as christians can't claim to have answers, we are blind, but we are asking to be lead. We are fixing our eyes on what is unseen and embracing the blindness, finding joy and confidence in the blindness. We will not be afraid. How can we not be afraid? We are following someone who is not blind but has tasted blindness. We are being renewed day by day.
Another scene in the movie deals with this blind man asking his sister why she is looking away when all he wants to do is look her in the eyes. He doesn't understand why she can't look at him. I have a hard time myself looking at any human in the face for an extended period of time, I can't imagine facing God. He looks at us so deeply, we can't return that gaze. God sees things he doesn't want to see, but he still looks. We can feel the outline of his love, but we can't look at him. He is still unseen. We are blind, not sighted.
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