Underserved begets deserved
Thanks to my many friends who have written to tell me that they have been praying for my vision. My doctor told me that my eye operation which was performed yesterday at 6 a.m. went flawlessly; however, it could be several days of even weeks before we know whether my vision has improved. This morning my eye is swollen, red, and blurry which is common for the day after. I have a follow-up appointment this morning and hopefully he will offer more information.
So, I’m wearing a big lens looking contraption taped to my head to cover my eye to prevent me from accidentally rubbing it or getting water in it and I’m restricted from bending down or lifting anything heavy. (I milked that quite successfully when my wife came in with groceries late yesterday afternoon and I stood by and with a smirk on my face mumbling something to the effect, “Of course I’d like to help, but I must take care of my eye.” She smirked right back at me and told me not to get used to it that this was only temporary.)
It was interesting when the medical staff checked me in, they asked if I’d ever been operated on. Geez I can’t even remember how many times I’ve been operated on. I’ve broken nearly every bone in my body at least once, not to mention things like the cervical fusion of five discs in my neck, gallbladder removal, angioplasty and other operations. They settled for operations in the past ten years. That was easier.
I wonder about angels assigned to protect me and how weary it must make them to see me get anesthesia again and again. I wonder if angels get gray hair and if I’ve added to theirs. Whoever my guardian angels are I’m grateful to them. They’ve done a great job. I’m sure Jesus assigned some patient ones for me.
I’ve had a hard time understanding love all my life. My early years were devoid of it and that had a profound negative effect on me. When I first became a Christian the term “Father” was not a term of endearment for me and I struggled with it. While it seems natural to most people to picture it that way, the concept of a loving father to someone who was not loved by their father during their youth is difficult at best and yet the entire Bible speaks to the loving Father.
As I’ve grown old I’ve seen the love of God as He showered undeserved blessings on my life over and again. My behavior had to be repulsive to Him; however, He never once turned His back on me. I’ve made great strides in learning to love as a result. I admit that I say all this rather clumsily and I’m sure that most don’t understand what I’m feeling today.
So as I often do when I struggle, I go to the Bible. It made it clear to me and I suppose the main point it we are showered with undeserved love which begets deserved love from the undeserved. LOL
Okay Read this verse: There is no fear in love, but perfect love drives out fear, because fear involves punishment. The one who fears has not been perfected in love. We love because He first loved us.1 John 4:19
Hmmm . . . I think I’ll end right there. Think about it . . . Selah
1 John 4:10
And love consists in this: not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.