There
was once a young girl with blonde hair
and deep blue eyes, who had
been blind since birth. When she
was twelve, the doctor's were able to
perform a new
type of surgery that, if successful,
would give her the gift of sight. The
outcome would not be known for
several days. After the bandages were
removed, her eyes had to be
protected from the light. So she sat in
darkness,
waiting.
The
mother spent long hours answering her
daughter's questions about
what things looked like and what
she should expect. They were both so
excited about
the possibility of being able to see
that neither of them slept much. Over
and over, even in the darkness,
they talked about every lovely thing
they could
imagine ~ colors, shapes, beauty of
every kind.
Finally, the moment came when the young
girl's eyes could endure enough
light for her to look out the
window. She stood there for a long time
without saying
a word. Outside, the spring day was
ideal. Bright sun and warm fluffy
clouds decorated the sky. Lacy
blossoms sprinkled to the ground like
pink snow as
soft breezes stirred the cherry trees.
Yellow crocuses proudly lined the brick
walkway.
When
the girl turned back to her mother,
tears were streaming down her
cheeks.
"Oh Mother. Why didn't you tell
me it would be so beautiful?"
After
sharing this story with my friend, tears
filling my own eyes, I said to her,
"Laurel, right now we're sitting in the
darkness, but before long, you will be
asking God that very same question."
~Author Known To God~
Thanks
to a very dear friend (Sandy) for this
beautiful story.
Mansion Over The Hilltop