How awesome that the tiniest newborn comes programmed with the five senses! How much we take for granted with so little thought for the ability to see, hear, smell, touch, and taste! It seems that we don’t think much about it until we see someone who has had to function with one or more of the senses missing. I have read stories of people who were blind who were just being so thankful they could hear; on the other hand, people who are deaf who are so thankful they can see. Because of age my senses are not as acute as they used to be, but nothing too troublesome yet.
But this is not to be a blog on the value of senses but about which I one would give up if I were forced to choose. If a doctor were going into my brain, and he must sacrifice some of my senses, what would be my priorities?
Please sacrifice the senses in this order: taste, smell, touch, hearing, sight. I would make the decision based on what I consider the most important to my safety. In over eighty years, I don’t think I have ever tasted anything that would have harmed me if I had eaten it. One night not long ago, I smelled gas in my house. I got up about two o’clock to discover I had accidentally turned a stove gas knob to the on position, I suppose when I was washing the stove top. I believe it was a nudge from the Lord that I awoke rather than slept blissfully into unconsciousness.
Touch seems insignificant, but it is so important to not injuring oneself in ways that are only avoided because of touch. I have heard that lepers lose their flesh because of not having nerve endings to warn them of not to touch something dangerous. (I’m not sure about that.) But I am sure I don’t want to hold on to my hot hair curler from the wrong end. If I couldn’t feel it, it would do great harm.
Hearing and sight? I guess they would be about equal for safety. I just think I would rather see my grand-babies grow rather than hear them if I had to make a choice. Can’t argue the point.
I am thankful for a Creator God who covered the basics.
(This is a re-blog with minor changes from an assignment in Blogging 101 in June, two years ago. The assignment was to write about which sense I would give up if I had to make the choice. I decided it was worth another look. Some of you have been with me for two years. Others have not. So here’s to a second time around.)