The Eyes Have It

“I like you; your eyes are full of language. “Anne Sexton, the late American poet. “People seldom realise that they tell lies with their lips and truths with their eyes all the time.“ Tahereh Mafi, an American author.

Oh, the great gift of eyesight. My mother had glaucoma and helped with braille workers as a volunteer. As an adult, ophthalmologists have monitored something visually unusual for me yearly.

Eye accidents happen. As a child, while opening a package, I jabbed a knife into the white of my eye, requiring daily medication as well as avoiding swimming much of that summer. I struck three the other night as an adult, getting a third traumatic liquid into my eyes, requiring optical flushing at an ER to dilute the “intruder” and antibiotic drops for a week.

Eye contact? I avoided eye contact as a child with a father who was difficult to face. It led to doing that generally.

I have learned to stop avoiding eye contact with others as an adult. Improved eye contact has made my life richer in the hands of a loving God. At 77, it’s about time.

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