blind man walking

"I will lead the blind by ways they have not known, along unfamiliar paths I will guide them; I will turn the darkness into light before them and make the rough places smooth. These are the things I will do; I will not forsake them. But those who trust in idols, who say to images, 'You are our gods,' will be turned back in utter shame.... Who is blind like the one committed to me, blind like the servant of the Lord? You have seen many things, but have paid no attention; your ears are open, but you hear nothing."
- Isaiah 42:16-17, 42:19b-20

I had a rough past week. I hate not understanding anything. I tried to process the gospel in my mind, but I couldn't. I tried to grasp the meaning of life, but still couldn't. It felt like a complete jumble... and I was just going through the motions.

But whatever I can or cannot process in my mind and emotions, I know this: "Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not be faint." (Isaiah 40:30-31)

Faith is so valuable. I love the idea of being blind and following God. I think it's amazing to trust in Him who loves, who knows, and who created us, who sustains our every moment, and is even now writing out the beautiful story of each and every life.

And these days, I just can't take myself away from His promises to be our shepherd and guide. I first heard Psalm 23 in 1st grade and it was just a dry, old memory passage back then (so was 99% of the Bible) - but it's filled with so much hope when I look at it now - "the Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want" - what are we but blind men and hungry sheep in trustworthy hands?

I got an e-mail today from the University asking for submissions on the topic: "Is there anyone left to trust?" I'm so tempted to e-mail them and let them know - we can only trust in Jesus.

This semester, the College of Literature, Science & Arts has a theme entitled "What Makes Life Worth Living?" There is no worldly answer. In spite of all our humanist ideals, we are nothing but arrogant, disobedient children ignoring our Father's pleas for trust.

And to know that even when all is taken away - our knowledge, our strength, our idols and all else we cling to and trust - that even when we have nothing, we are still God's: that is where I can find real hope.

I want to be as a blind man walking, having nothing but Christ before me, who lights my way, clears my path, and will never forsake me. I want to follow wherever He will take me.