Once upon a time I heard of a very special dream. A beautiful dream indeed.
There was a man. He was sitting on a bench. For some reason his eyes were covered with dust. He could not see. He was blind because of all the dirt clogging up his eyes.
Then a woman came by. She was his wife. You see, she has been praying to God for a very long time, asking Him to remove the dust from her husband's eyes. Years passed. Still the man was blind. Still the dust remained.
Many times she has tried to remove the dust, but it doesn't go away. She has tried so many times, to the point where she got extremely frustrated with the man that she is supposed to love. Its not easy living with a man who is blind. He stumbles and falls and she will always end up cleaning a huge pile of mess. But she never stopped praying, despite of the frustration that she felt.
One day she realised that she should stop feeling frustrated and angry. Yes, he is blind. Being frustrated and angry at him is not going to make things better. Compassion and love. That's what a blind man needs. Above all, this man is her husband! Didn't she made the choice before God to love him no matter what? Isn't the way of Jesus the way of love? The ultimate purpose of a Christian life is to emulate that of Christ. No?
So she tried the way of love. Everything she did for him, she did it with love.
Anyway, coming back to the main story here...
She saw her husband, and so she sat down on the bench beside him. She held his hands. And with love, she blew his eyes and tried to ease some of the dust away.
The dust fell away. His eyes were opened. He was blind no longer.
Now he could see.
And its all because of love
