Susan LaffertyHe is the God who reveals. And draws people to Himself.
At the school where our children study in Singapore, a woman sees the invitation for mothers to gather and pray.
So, she comes. Curious. Seeking.
I speak her heart language. So we meet later. And I explain the gospel.
In a subsequent meeting, she repents and believes.
Once a year, I see it.
Visual of my blindspots.
Patterns of grey and black mapped out on a screen in the ophthalmologist’s office.
In life, blindspots can creep in. And continue. Unnoticed. Never addressed.
Endangering vision and obedience.
Little one. Growing in the dark confines of the womb.
Moving, turning, kicking, squirming.
And, one day, fighting the push through the birth canal.
Born into a bright new world.
