...the light of my eyes...

"My heart throbs, my strength fails me; and the light of my eyes, even that has gone from me." Psalm 38:10. I had my eye exam today and found out just how bad my left eye's cataract has gotten. As the Rangers say, "It's time." It's time to have the surgery and get it fixed. I'm really bummed about it. I don't mind the surgery and I love the thought of seeing again. I had the right eye done a few years ago and it was a marvelous difference! But the expense is going to take a huge chunk out of our not so huge savings. We were going to redo Hannah's room into a guest room, and saving for the roof to be replaced, and so on and so forth. Dave doesn't mind and isn't worried about it. I don't know why it bothers me so very much. I guess I'm just not feeling it's how I want to see the money go. It's more fun to fix a room than fix an eye. Then again, it's more useful to fix an eye than a room in the long run. The roof is a future expense. We need to look at the now. Now the eye is a need because, I found out, it can get a lot worse and do damage, I think she said. I forget what happens when it gets worse, but the essence got my attention that we need to not mess around! So, we won't worry about the money because God has always, and will always provide what we need. "Behold, as the eyes of servants look to the hand of their master, as the eyes of the maid look to the hand of her mistress, so our eyes look to the Lord our God, until He is gracious to us." Psalm 123:2 Okay, I feel better about it. This will be good and is important. And God is gracious.