A memory shared by William Frey in the book The Dance of Hope: "Finding Ourselves in the Rhythm of God's Great Story" seemed very inspiring. It's about a classmate at the university. William Frey had a responsibility to read books for him who was blind. One day William's friend opened his mind.
He lost his eyesight when he was a child in an accident. At that moment life seemed to have come to an abrupt end. He kept getting angry with everything and everyone. Sometimes he ate something only to keep himself from dying. He secluded himself from the people and the world around him bypushing himself inside a room that always seemed closed.
And what then? One day his father came into his room. He was beginning to get tired of seeing his son that way, sad and depressed. His father spoke with a bit of annoyance, "Winter is coming. It's your duty to keep the storm windows up. If you don't do it before supper…!" he warned. Then he shut the door and went out. (The storm window is an additional layer attached to the window to resist cold winds.)
The disgraced and frustrated son decided to take revenge. He fumbled and went to the garage. The windows were checked. He found the staircase. Tools were collected. He thought that when he got into it and started working, he would stumble and fall, and that his father would forever regret being so rude to him. But slowly, he began to get hold of things. As he walked back into his room, a sense of self-confidence had developed.
He stopped for a moment. His eyes were filled with tears. Then, after a moment of silence, the secret was told. "During all my work at the storm window, my father had stood alert within the reach of my hands. Only later did I get to know about it."
That's how things are. Whether you know it or not, someone is keeping an eye on you within visible distance. That man never promised anyone that the times would be the same. But He said that He will be there even to the end of times.
Who said that God's way of shaping human lives is like the sea moulding the shore? Retreating every moment, solidifying at every retreat. No matter how far you have backed off, he keeps encircling you always.
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