The day that never was

It's funny. Time again, God protects me from the incessant attempts of the devil to bring me down. Time and again, I know that it is not I who did anything to be saved. But He is faithful. God is faithful irregardless.

I've got part of my rib grafted to my face as a result of a fractured eye socket. Vision in my right eye is improving day by day. During the days, I see things half-arsed blurred. But when I dream at night, I see everything crystal clear from my own 2 eyes. My inner self cannot compromise the true state of mind that God intends for me - with 2 eyes, 2 ears, 1 nose and 1 mouth.

I am reminded of 2 Cor 4:8-12 ... struck down but not destroyed... I am alive... for Jesus' sake, so that his life may be revealed in my mortal body. For this, I am eternally grateful.