Susan LaffertyWithout lenses, the world is one blurry shape after another for me.
Muted colors. Fading edges. Always a curious guess as to what they are.
And along the way, signs I cannot read.
So I move through. Blind in the blur.
“Do I need to wash and be clean before I pick up the Bible?”
Her sincere question reveals requirements. Certain rituals governing her life before this.
Now she’s in the early days of following Christ.
And eager to learn.
Uninvited fears press against the window.
And slip in through the cracks.
Seeping into the throng of thoughts populating our minds.
Hitching themselves to “what if’s” and “why’s” and “how’s.”
