Blind and Deaf

Last night I stayed on Lake Michigan. But... it was to dog sit.

Good ole' Grady. I'm not sure if that is how you spell his

name but I didn't ask him either. Besides he wouldn't

have heard me anyways. He only hears loud clapping.

Another sad fact is that Grady can't see. So he has memorized the house.

He knows exactly where the stairs are and how many there are, but

there are some funny times when he bumps his nose. ouch...pobresito.

Blind and deaf....hummm... human nature. Sometimes I think I bump

my nose too, maybe God even has to clap really loud to get my

attention. Maybe I've even memorized my own routine in life making

me unable to recognize a change He wants to make. I really want to

see through God's eyes and clearly hear His voice speaking to me. This

I think takes decided effort and constant prayer to refocus my eyes.

"Turn your eyes upon Jesus, look FULL in His wonderful face."