To me the idea of blind faith is disconcerting. I want my life to have something solid to stand on and there is something unnerving about that word: blind. While this is not a dissertation for the historical or archeological merits of the Christian faith, I do think the term is worth a thought…
Paul was struck blind when God wanted to change his life and while my own experience with blindness has been far less severe (but much longer lasting) I thought I might share a few things I have learned from being blind. (For those who don’t know, I am legally blind in my right eye and getting there in my left.)
My blindness often compels me to rely on on two essential things:
Voices and Hands.
It is often that I cannot see the simplest of things like a new worship song or announcement on the screen at church. It is then that I depend on my husband to lean over and whisper the words into my ear. Again when I cannot see signs or room numbers, it is Adam’s confident hand that grips mine and leads me where I need to go.
This is what encourages me to embrace “blind” faith. “We look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal” (2 Corinthians 4:18). Blindness forces us to listen to the word of God because “faith comes by hearing and hearing through the Word of God” (Romans 10:17). Blinds also forces us to grab God’s hand for we cannot run from His Spirit; whether on the highest mountain or in the depths of despair, “his right hand leads me and holds me” (Psalm 139:10).
I am not randomly jumping off a spiritual cliff or crashing into walls. Rather I am listening to His voice and letting His hand guide me. Would I rather do it on my own? Sometimes, but my physical condition has taught me that it is usually not a good idea!