Mark Bishop
Singing News Article
February 2008
Well, after months of putting it off,
I finally had had enough and I decided that I should do something
about it.
My wife had been telling me that I should just go ahead and get it
over with, but you ladies know how stubborn us guys can be. It was
just one of those things that's easy to procrastinate about.
Still, the situation wasn't getting any better and actually, my
arms weren't getting any longer.
Carolyn has been noticing for months now that I have been holding
things farther and farther away when I read. I guess it was
getting obvious that my eyes are not focusing in like they used
to. The time had come. I needed glasses.
I went into my office and made the call. I didn't want to go to
the optometrist alone so I made Carolyn an appointment too. We
were both going to get our eyes examined at the same time. It
would be a fun thing for a married couple to do together. Amost
like a date, right? Of course, she humored me and went.
In the waiting room we waited to hear our names. I told her to go
first and she did. This would give her more time to look for
frames while I was having my exam. I knew she would need more time
for that part of the process. Me... not so much.
With both eye exams over, it turns out that God knew how much we
needed each other. With my being far-sighted and her being
near-sighted, we made a wonderful pair. Turns out, her eyes were
worse than mine. She needs her glasses to drive. I only needed a
pair to read. Something I do a lot. But the doctor said that I
still have 20/20 vision. I just can't focus as well as I used to.
About a week after the eye exams, our glasses were ready for
pick-up. When the girls got in from school, they laughed a little
when we modeled our new specs. "They make you look old!" said
Haley. "They are old!" said Courtney.
Funny, but I don't at all feel old. I don't even feel older. But
the sad fact of the matter is that we are getting older. Every
day, every year.
Now here we are at the beginning of yet another year, this being
the two thousand and eighth year after the death of our Lord. Of
all the years that I have lived and breathed on this earth, this
will be the first that I have needed glasses to do so. Time comes
and time goes. Like the waves that surge and recede against the
beach without a care for the ways of man, the days and the hours
slip away.
If I cannot affect the quantity of those precious days, Lord help
me to affect the quality of them. I know that we can help our
situation by eating right and exercising and some other things,
but we still do not get to choose our number of days. Any time
spent on the interstate highway is an opportunity for anyone to
"hasten to Glory".
So in 2008, I will endeavor to make the days good. If not long, I
can make them sweet. If not many, I can make them fruitful.
If not clear... then I'll just put on my new glasses.
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