What do you want me to do for you?” Jesus asked. “My Rabbi,” the blind man said, “I want to see!” Luke 10:57

The picture at top left was the last I could find in which I did not wear glasses. I think I was thirteen. Migraine headaches were a constant malady in my life. When I got glasses, they stopped. Except for hospital stays and sleeping, they are first on when I wake and last off when I sleep.

They did more even than helping me see and freeing me from headaches.

They became a part of me that I could change when I had to have a new look. I never wore make-up. But glasses gave me distinction. I never had more than one pair at a time because no one did as far as I know. Too costly to be frivolous.

So, why does that rate a blog topic? Because something happened that was very much like the interaction between Jesus and the blind man.

I was in a healing service one time, during which the speaker said that the Lord was going to heal eyes/vision that night. I sat there in much doubt and a “don’t want to stop wearing glasses” attitude. Needless to say, my healer did nothing for my eyes that night.

I am not close to being the “discerner” that Jesus was, but I have prayed at times for something which the “receiver” did not want. I prayed for a woman to be set free from the bondage of smoking; she told me outright, she did not want to quit smoking.

Why did I not want my eyes healed? I wanted to wear glasses. Why did she not want to quit smoking?” I didn’t ask.

Both situations would have saved money and extended health or life. Now that I have some serious eye concerns, I wish I had accepted the offer of someone praying for my visual healing. Maybe I would not be dealing with mascular degeneration now if I had been submissive. Who knows?

I’m glad I didn’t die before I learned something!


About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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  1. I like wearing glasses too. After my cataract surgery I only needed glasses for reading, but I hated reading glasses — too easy to misplace or lose — so I insisted on getting glasses I could wear all day. Apart from the fact that I never have to worry about misplacing them, and I don’t have to go through the bother of taking them off and putting them on fifty times a day, the frames also help to conceal the bags under my eyes. 🙂

  2. granonine says:

    Interesting perspective on glasses/no glasses. I had no idea that my eyes were not balanced until I was about 20 and had an office job that involved a lot of typing. By the end of the day, my head was exploding. My then-fiance, now husband, suggested I get my eyes checked. I resisted, because I could see just fine. But he persisted and I went to an optician. Turns out I was near-sighted in one eye, far-sighted in the other. No wonder I had such headaches! So I got my first pair of glasses, and have been wearing them ever since. A couple of years ago I had cataract surgery, and now I’m fine except for reading. I wear my readers on a variety of decorative lanyards that complement whatever I’m wearing. That way I don’t misplace them, and I don’t mind putting them on when I need them. Honestly, I’ve never thought about seeking healing for my eyes. Its just part of my life.

    • oneta hayes says:

      Sisterhood. The lanyard is a good idea for those who only need glasses for reading. There is danger in the way we deal with loosing sight and sound. It goes so slowly, we adjust gradually and never really rebuke the illness that is coming upon us or throw ourselves at Jesus’ feet and ask for his healing. My heart hurts for those who have given in to a life of obesity because of that very thing. I am still obese as far as the charts are concerned but nothing like I was at a very trying period of time in my life when I really ate for comfort. I’m not talking charts. They are unrealistic.

      • granonine says:

        Yes, I think the charts are unrealistic, too. I have fought obesity all my adult life, starting with my pregnancies. When i got the diabetes diagnosis, I slowly dropped about 50 pounds. Lots more to go!

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