Day 4 – January 4, 2018
I work for a not-for-profit organization that hires the young, the seasoned, the urbanite & suburbanite, the able bodies & disabled ones too, the homeless, and the blind and visually impaired. I have been working for this company for two months and I must admit, I am humbled and grateful to God for directing me to this place.
From the very first day I walked down the corridors to the Test Center to be tested for the job, I sensed His presence. I remember, I glanced up and noticed two blind persons (with their “guide dogs”) moved gracefully towards me down the same corridor I walked, but in the opposite direction. They expertly glided down the long hallway and exited out the side doorway to the lobby and then out the main lobby door. I know because I stopped to watch them–totally amazed because they never missed a step.
I am embarrassed to admit it (yet I want to share with you because I am no longer ignorant), but I did not realize the blind and visually impaired can do almost everything I can, but with much greater skill and patience. I have seen them work on the phones in the call center, serve as cashiers in the cafeteria, analyze the accounting books in the billing department, answer the phones–direct new visitors–page employees as receptionists, advise our executives as General Counsels/lawyers for the organization, hand make exquisite clocks as factory workers (the clocks are shelved in Targets and other department stores, which are sold at top dollar for its high quality) , and they work in many other positions at the organization.
However, today I saw something even more extraordinary. During my late afternoon break, I went to the first floor cafeteria to sit back and relax. There were only a few other people there as well–yet my attention was not on them, but on a man who stood on one side of the cafeteria softly speaking to an older woman who stood almost directly opposite from him on the other side of the room. Her eyes were draped with a black, blind fold and she had a red tip folding cane in her right hand.
For about 10 minutes, I watched him calmly guide her with the sound of his voice until she walked across that large space to where he stood waiting for her to meet him. If she made a wrong turn, he would quietly ask, “What is the object blocking your way? Can you identify it? Are you able to move it or should you walk around?”
Or if she was headed to a place that was a danger to her, he would gently tell her, “You are heading in the wrong direction. Follow the sound of my voice.”
Sometimes she would get frustrated and he would ask her, “Where are you now? Do you know? Yes, you are getting closer. Now stop, back up, readjust your footing and follow the sound of my voice.”
He did this exercise with her twice. Both times after she successfully walked towards him, he said, “You did good!!”
Daily Reflections: What a profound lesson in this story! We fear and fret and worry and doubt and pout and get angry about so many things. Why do we do that? If you are His, and He has called you by name, please trust His Spirit. Our Guide knows all the danger spots and sees what we cannot see or comprehend. Oh, but there’s one catch… you must know and trust Him first!!!
“He will lead and guide each one of His into all truth…. those who are His will recognize His voice and only follow Him–never will they follow a strange one or strange thing. He calls His by their name and leads them away from and out of danger.” Paraphrased from John 16:13 and John 10:1-5, respectively (MSG).
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