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My eyes are itching…my eyes are burning…my eyes are miserable…and they have been for a couple of weeks now…I thought they were getting better over the weekend…but…they did a major backslide on Monday morning…

I’ve whined…I’ve complained…I’ve gone without makeup…I’ve taken allergy medicine…and…even though I was certain that it wasn’t…I’ve used pink eye medicine…

And still…I have…red…puffy…swollen eyes…

Just as I was about to go into major whine mode this morning…Bertha…reminded me of Corrie ten Boom…and a lesson I learned from reading her book…The Hiding Place…years ago…and that is…to…give thanks for the fleas

See…Corrie and Betsie were Christians in a concentration camp during WWI…their barracks was plagued with fleas…unmerciful fleas…but one day…Betsie realized that they were to give thanks for all things…even fleas…and as crazy as it seemed…they did…

After her release…Corrie discovered that the guards hated the fleas just as much as they did…and that because of that…they were left alone to a greater extent than others…and had been able to keep a hidden Bible…which had brought them much comfort…during their horrific stay…

So…I’m attempting to muster up some gratitude…for my eyes…for the fact that my body is alerting me that there is something in my environment that isn’t in my best interest…that it is doing its best to take care of the situation…the way that it was designed to do…

Of course…Bertha…says…it’s the same thing for my life…the things that really annoy me…are often the things that I am grateful for in retrospect…so…why not just be grateful for them now…

Hmmm…that’s a lot of mustering up for this early in the morning…it may take all day…and then some…

Jane