The Spirit’s Fruit of Joy
My 85-year-old mama took a minute to shove herself up from her chair and waddle the few steps to her super-sized television. With her fingers gripping the lip of the TV cabinet, she balanced herself while she peered at the figure on the screen. Her nose was inches away. She tilted her head this way, then that, until finally she could name the character.
Mom, whose macular degeneration has rendered her legally blind, always tries to connect the voice she hears with the image she can make out on the screen. That day, I asked her what she could see of the blonde, and she said, “Not much. If she ever takes off that bright lipstick, I won’t be able to see her at all.”
She often gets frustrated. Her hand remembers how to write, but her eyes can’t see what she’s written. Wouldn’t be a problem if she could remember things, but she can’t, so she writes notes and hopes I can decipher them. I usually can.
But more often than the frustration, she gets tickled at the tricks her eyes play on her. We watched a football game together once. All she could see of our favorite team were their shoes. Of the other team, only their shirts. When the shoes tackled the shirts, she cheered.
Long ago, God gave her a joyful heart, and she always used it to bring joy to others. Now, despite her multitude of ailments, she’s still a pleasure to be around. She’s a blind, waddling example of the Spirit’s fruit of joy. I hope I’ve learned from her.
Twenty-five years ago, after a decade of life as a “single-again,” author Linda W. Yezak rediscovered God’s love and forgiveness when He allowed her a second chance at marital happiness. She is now living her greatest romance with her husband in a forest in East Texas. After such an amazing blessing, she chooses to trumpet God’s gift of second chances in the books she writes. Linda’s novels are heart-warming hallmarks of love, forgiveness, and new beginnings. To learn more visit: Facebook Fan Page, Pinterest, Blog or Newsletter