The Faith of a Blindman

This week I had to attend the dreaded "jury duty." I am no rookie to this citizenly deed, so just like before, I go downtown, parked in the Boutwell and started making my way to the courthouse where the jury room is located. As I got to the building there was a lady that had a gentleman by the arm who was obviously blind. He had the standard white cane with a red tip. She helped him in the building and into the elevator where he thanked her and kindly asked her to let him walk to the jury room by himself as he didn't want to draw attention to the fact that he was blind (which he assumed could cause him not to be able to serve on a jury). He didn't want his "disability" to prevent him from being able to do this good deed. He got to the door, I was behind him in line, and the lady asked him for his summons. He, like me, didn't have his. If you don't have your summons you must fill out some information about yourself. She obviously didn't realize or didn't think (I will give it to her, it was early on a MONDAY) about him not being able to fill out a paper full of information for himself. I volunteered to help him. I read him the questions and he told me all of the answers. I then led him to a seat and then went back up front to complete my information. Later on when they started calling for jury members, his name was called out. He started slowly walking down the aisle feeling his way along with his cane. I stood up and told him it was me again and he grabbed my arm and we walked over to the line of jurors who had already lined up. I asked one of the ladies to be his friend and helped him out and she kindly accepted and helped him through to their court room.

After I sat back down I got to thinking. This man, who I assume has been blind since birth, got around well and wanted to be independent yet still allowed people to help him as much as was needed. He depended on the character and honor of people to be leading him in the right direction. He didn't know until he reached his end destination that they were in fact taking him to where he needed to be. He depended on the help of others. He KNEW they could help him out and get him to the place he needed to be and he wouldn't be stuck, for a lack of better terms, feeling around in the dark.

Well guess what? WE have someone who will do that for us, we are just to stubborn and independent to give him our full faith and let Him lead us. Now, I may not be talking to everyone but this is DEFINITELY me. I pray and pray for God to guide me and show me the path He has for me, but I am not sure I have complete faith in Him. WHICH IS RIDICULOUS! He knows where I am going. He knows, Lord willing, where I am going to be in 10 years. He knows my hearts desires and my deepest heartaches. He knows my every thought and how many hairs I have on my head... and I can't completely let go and give it to Him? How crazy is that? This is one of the things I will continue to work on and pray that if you have a problem with this you will too. God knows what He is doing. HE is the one who MADE YOU. He is like the ALL-TIME quarterback. Let HIM handle it. He wants to hear from you. He wants you to talk to Him about your wants and needs and dreams and desires. Give it to HIM. Let HIM handle it. Big Love Y'all!

<3 candace brooke