sadeyes wrote:
Broken Eyes:
I wanted to thank you for sharing your 7 year anniversary story and how you touched someone's life in a tremendous way. Most especially that you shared how you felt God's presence during that time.. I just had my one year anniversary since lasik and I still have a hard time with my faith. I had faith this WOULDN'T happen to me.. That I would have my "so called" miracle that I thought one could have (of course now I know that's not much true- I hear so much of those now that came thru fine and a few years later they are now having major problems that are uncorrectable like me) from having lasik.
I was blessed in so many ways, and thought God's blessings would just continue and continue. I couldn't believe God would let me go thru this and live like this.. All messed up..
I hope one day I am able to experience something like you; at this point, all I do know is I have saved lives; happy lives at least.... Many, many lives of people who were contemplating this surgery and after hearing "what could" happen after I told my story and the others I knew, they decided the risk was too large and thanked me profusely.. We do know not everyone has complications, at least not on the onset of surgery, but I keep hearing those who had it , now having troubles,, including those in my family who now have problems seeing well, or even bigger problems like continual retinal detachment and live with huge chunk floaters that won't go away. I truly believe that if they didn't have lasik, they would have been fine now.
I only hope that one day I rec'v the gift you have, to have a sense of purpose and feeling it was meant to be, somehow... for others, maybe.
I have now just in the past week and half noticed significant ghosting I did not have before.. Seems I always get something worse going on since beginning of surgery.. Do you know much about that ghosting around words, flowers, etc... I already had a line around people and things, from haze, I think?? but not this.. Not with the area of ghosting so large and noticable,,, like glowy all the time..
Let me know, please, Broken Eyes
Again, thanks for sharing your story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sadeyes
Sadeyes,
I don't think I've ever told the story here about the email in my pocket the day of my LASIK surgery.
The day before I had LASIK I emailed my Mom and reminded her that my surgery was the next afternoon and asked her to pray for me. She emailed me back and said "Leave it in God's hands. Everything will be fine". I printed the email. The next day I wore a button-up shirt with front pockets. I folded the email and tucked it into the left shirt pocket over my heart. I believed that God would keep anything bad from happening.
I still have that piece of paper with that email to this day. I remember during the early days I would pull it out and read it again, and wonder "why".
I was not mad at God. I knew that because God gives us free will, bad people are free to hurt other people. I knew this in my heart. This is the only way His plan for mankind's salvation could work.
There are many chapters to my LASIK story that most of you do not know about. I filed a lawsuit against my surgeon that went on for years. The most terrible thing happened -- as if losing my vision wasn't bad enough. The most shocking, terrible thing happened. I had prayed and prayed for years... my family had prayed... my family's church family had prayed, my church family had prayed... my Bible study class members prayed, and prayed and prayed... and still the most terrible, shocking thing happened to me... I was in complete, utter disbelief. I was mad at God for the first time in my life. I felt like God had thrown me to the devil -- like God allowed the devil to take everything away from Job... his possessions, his family, his health, everything! I was mad at God.
It was about that time a Christian friend gave me a book by Anne Graham Lotz titled "
WHY? Trusting God When You Don't Understand". It's a very small book. It only took me about 2 hours to read it. That 2 hours changed my life forever.
That book made me realize this...
IT'S NOT ABOUT ME!
I had prayed for so long for MY WILL to be done... I don't think I thought for a moment about *God's* will. Never once do I remember praying, "God, let your will be done in this situation. I trust you to take care of it, in your way, in your time".
That book made me realize that God truly does turn bad things into blessings. I think it took me 5 or 6 years to fully realize how much God has blessed me since the day I had LASIK. How silly, I was mad at God because I felt He abandoned me, when in reality, he was pouring out blessings on me. And He healed my heart of the hurt I felt by the betrayal of a so-called doctor.
Before I had LASIK, I was always trying to figure out what "spiritual gifts" I had been given... I finally know what my gifts are. I have been blessed with a way to reach out and help other people. God made me a fighter. God had planned all of this before I was even born.
My "theme song" is Hands, by Jewel. Here are the lyrics.
If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes (substitute "The Prince of Darkness Stole your eyesight")
It (substitute "He") didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after
We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's hands