A few Sundays ago after church, I found out that a good friend had been diagnosed with presumed ocular histoplasmosis - an eye disease that you generally hear about in conjunction with chicken or pigeon poop. It has created a blind spot in the central vision of one of her eyes. The next day, I went to work and had forgotten that I had a meeting in preparation for a low vision forum that the library is hosting. All three women that are planning the event have lost the majority of their sight from different circumstances. One women lost her vision overnight; Another slowly from multiple sclerosis; And the other also unexpectedly. 

"I came to you in weakness and fear, and with much trembling. My message and my preaching were not with wise and persuasive words, but with a demonstration of the Spirit’s power, so that your faith might not rest on men’s wisdom, but on God’s power." 1 Corinthians 2-3

This photo of scripture was already on the page when I began painting for my friend. (I had attached it months ago). At first I didn't think that it was relevant to her and was going to cover it, but I do believe in God's power to heal. I feel like these words are for her.

I realize that this is a risky statement (and unfortunately it probably comes across as a "cushy" feel good statement), but I do believe it. I don't say it to lessen any of the fears that she is experiencing. In fact most of the time I was praying/painting/cutting/stitching, it was in response to her probably feeling caught or dropped into a new place.

I just pray hoping that she knows that there are several people fighting and praying for her and her family. You are much loved, my friend.