You surely have noticed when a person was born blind, they most often have a much keener sense in hearing, smell and touch.
I think of Stevie Wonder, Andrea Bocelli, Ronnie Millsap and Ray Charles, all sight impaired.
Isn’t it great how God shows his care for you. If we should loose one of our senses, He will compensate by adding extra awareness to all our remaining senses.
Of all the things I’ve ever lost, I miss my mind the most. Thank God he made it all up in taste. Everything tastes good to me! I’m blessed to get around pretty good or else I’d be 300 pounds.
Our aging “Rag Muffin”, Sir Sebastien, Mr “S”, the 18 year old shitzu, Is practically blind; also almost deaf. But boy can he smell.
I laid the empty pizza box next to the wood stove to be burned. The next thing I heard was this battle of grunts, scratches, snorts and yelps.
With the few teeth he’s got left he tore into the box as if his life depended on it.
“Where is that pizza?” he snorted as he drooled. “Got to be in here! Gimme, gimme, NOW!”
We turned the light on. More shreds of the box! Finally, with the box flipped over, tongue hanging, breathing hard, he had to lay down exhausted, panting.
All this durn work and not a calorie to savor. “Kiss my butt,” he said, as he wondered off to get him a nap.