In The Doldrums Of Life

As I grow older, the search for significance and meaning increases.  Most of my life has fallen through the cracks without much to show for fifty years of living on this planet.  However, I can take joy in and thank God for His continued Sheparding of this life and the manifold blessings evident all around me.  This world is not my home, but I can enjoy the journey with my eyes fixed on True North.  Father God and His Son, the Lord Jesus, are the only relationships that make this life worth living.  On April 4th, I underwent the second and final cataract and lens replacement procedure.  Knowing what to expect, I was a lot calmer while in the operating room.  Beyond that, the subsequent weeks of healing couldn't have been any more different from the first procedure.  There were lots of draining, irritation, and discomfort.  Wow!  I couldn't help but to become concerned I might lose the use of my left eye or come out with diminished vision that would have been worse than before having the surgery.  Thankfully, everything worked out well.  After about the three-week mark, everything seemed to clear up dramatically.  The vision in the left eye isn't as crisp and clear as the right eye, but overall the new eyesight is a huge improvement.  I still need reading glasses, but I can now see well enough to drive and begin travelling again.  In fact, I have been driving to work twice a week.  As soon as the manager at work comes back from his multi-week mission trip overseas, I am planning on several road trips.  Any suggestions on where to go?  In the meantime, I am catching up on a lot of odds and ends around the apartment...items I've been putting off for months and years.  Don't let the doldrums of life get you down.  Simply ride the winds and waves and don't complain if they aren't in the direction you initially set out to go.  Maybe this new direction is God's Will for your life.  Who knows?!  Seek God, and an understanding and willing heart may soon follow.

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