It must be hard to go through life blind (or really without one of my senses). There is so much beauty in God’s creation — I can’t imagine what it would be like to miss the beautiful sunrise or sunset, to hear the birds chirping or the babbling brook flow, to taste fresh fruit, to smell the flowers, to feel the touch of fine silk.
Yet there it time that go by where I miss them all. There are days that life seem so hectic that it is easy to miss what is going on around me. I may not be physically blind, but I am oblivious to the beauty that God has placed around me — missing so much that God has to offer.
Fanny Crosby, the famous hymn writer who wrote Blessed Assurance (and over 8,000 hymns), writes of glory she couldn’t see because she became blind at 6 weeks old, when there were many writing hymns who could not see nearly as well.
In John chapter 9, Jesus heals a man born blind, and then states that
“I have come to judge the world. I have come to give sight to the blind and to show those who think they see the they are blind.”
John 9:39, NLT
They were offended, but they were missing the point. Because they were so comfortable with their spiritual blindness, they had no desire to see. Jesus has glories for us to behold, and so often we are just content to keep our eyes closed, missing all that is going on around us.
Along the Multicolored Road 
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