Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.

My mother-in-law nearlylost her eyesight completely in her early eighties. She is independent, walking almost freely at home as she goes to the bathroom, hasmeals or even exercises in the yard. But she needs a companion as soon as she comes up to my house in Taipei. One day she told me if she could choose from being blind or deaf, she would choose being deaf because she would be more independent and see her grandchildren grow up. My response was “Oh” without any other word.

Fanny Crosby, a famous blind hymn writer, lost her eyesight while she was still an infant and died at the age of 95. Asked if she held bitterness about blindness, she responded, “How many blessing I enjoy that other people don’t. To weep and sign because because I’m blind. I can’t, and I won’t.” I her late life, she wrote, “The first person I’ll see when I open my eyes and can see is my loving Lord Jesus.”

What a wonderful vision she has possessed. That vision never fades away over time as well as fails Fanny who has steadfast love in Him.