Your circumstances may not always be what you desire, and although, perhaps, they could be improved, your condition could always be worse as well.
I was born with congenital cataracts, and I live each day with its debilitating ramifications, but I could have been born with blindness. I may be challenged with a vision impairment, but I am able witness the glories of creation- the colours of the sky as the sun sets; the display of glistening snow as it rests gently on the branches of sleeping trees in winter; the smiles on the faces of those around me. I may not be able to see the freckles that create a game of connect the dots that dance along your nose, recognize who is waving from a passing car, or drive a vehicle myself, but in someways my disability is a blessing. And apparently in medieval times, blindness was thought to be just that.
I do not notice the minute details that far too many people consider to be imperfections. As I result, I am more prone to looking at the heart of a person, and for this I am thankful. “For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”
Be glad for the many blessings that you have. In this world we will have trouble, but He has the power to overcome.
My hope is that someday, and someday soon, the smiles upon your face will not be forced, but rather that this crescent shape will find its way there naturally, and you will be happy. My prayer is that you will come to accept the affection that is offered to you, because it is always available in some form. And even when the fragile thing we humans call love is shattered, He is the quintessence of that word, and His affection; His grace- they never fail.
I hope you know that you are loved.
And if you had forgotten, let this be a friendly reminder.
I think that the things I cherish most about my faith are those which I cannot fully comprehend. I have witnessed miracles and seen transformation take root in broken souls, and these affairs can be explained by one thing alone: the presence of my beautiful Saviour.
I know a God who causes me to relinquish all fear, even though I walk through each day subject to a disability that affects everything I do. And it is because of Him and His unconditional love that I am able to consider this impairment a blessing, rather than just a flaw. And I can tell you, that after opening my eyes proceeding prayer, and being able to see the world with complete clarity for a time, I could never doubt His existence. Moreover, it is a blessing that I cannot fully see little imperfections, such as acne and whitened scars, because I am forced to overlook those minor blemishes that others are so prone to judge, when these things should not matter anyway. My disability has allowed me to learn to look more closely at the heart.
His love has changed me and I will live with righteous discontentment for all my days, in hope that with each passing moment He will make my faith stronger, and use me as a light in the darkest alleys and deepest caverns of this world, so that everyone has the opportunity, and the privilege, to experience the grace that I can call my own.