I lost them a few days ago for about three hours. It wasn’t all out searching for each minute of the three hours. A few times I gave up and did things that didn’t need me to see larger things beyond five or six feet or didn’t require me to read smaller print beyond arm’s length. Once I had done what I could do without my glasses I went back to looking. Then I would give up and do something I could still do without my glasses. After some time without them I got a little nervous that they might be lost for good. I even contemplated putting in my contacts so I could find my glasses but never got that desperate. The bottom line is, I need my glasses to find my glasses.

We have a very big house.

I am not saying this to brag, we needed the space when we first rented it. We had four generations living in our house. My youngest son and his wife and my middle son and his wife and two children plus my ninety-four-year-old mother, my wife and I all lived here. I could have had help from any of them, well except my mother as she can’t walk well and I am not sure that her eyesight is any better than mine, but they have all moved away. I guess I could have called my oldest son who lives only five minutes away, he could have enlisted his wife and two kids in my search but I felt stupid and didn’t want to bother them.

As I said we have a very big house.

Because of my mother’s advanced age and declining health, we have decided to stay where we are as she may not do well with another move. One of the pluses of having a big house with many rooms is I have been able to move my music practice room from the garage to an upstairs bedroom which is a lot easier to heat and cool. I have added sound blankets on all the walls and created a recording/practice studio. Not sure I am any better of a singer or keyboardist, but it is kind of cool to say I am working in my recording studio.

That’s where I was when I last saw my glasses.

The sound absorbing blankets are all black, so as much as I searched for thin, metal framed glasses, without me wearing my thin, metal framed glasses, they were impossible to find. I distinctly remember taking them off in the studio to look at WaveForm, the program I was using to record. You may ask, “why did you take your glasses off? You said you needed them for small print and things further away; there is no reason to take them off to look at the computer screen.” If you have ever worn progressive lenses or trifocals you know that you get used to moving your eyes up and down to look through the right lens. You also know that there are some times when you just can look through the proper part of the lens because of the position of your head, so you just take them off and make do.

I searched to whole house.

I got to the point that I second guested my memory of taking them off in the studio and started searching the whole house. Again, we have a big house, not to brag but to help you understand that I had to search the kitchen, my mom’s room, my mom’s bathroom, the living room, the master bathroom, our bedroom, the guest bedroom, the other guest bedroom that I use as an office, the den, the guest bathroom and the front foyer. We need a smaller house… I already have issues walking, this was a lot more than I usually do on any given day.

I gave up.

My wife came home from work and I swallowed my pride and told her I lost my glasses a few hours ago and because I lost my glasses, I couldn’t see enough to find my glasses. We both laughed. I think she might have been laughing at me more than with me, but she also wears glasses and her day will come. We went to my studio, I still love saying that, because that’s where I was sure I took them off. As we were looking, something said, “look on the table above the computer.” There they were! Barely visible because they were in the shadows beside the mixer and behind the sound interphase blending in with the wiring.

If you got this far through the story…

..you either have too much time on your hands, or you thought there would be something exciting that happened during the hunt for my glasses. Sorry, that’s it. I found my glasses, although I must add that even when I saw them, I wasn’t quite sure that it was them and reached out to pick them up to make sure it wasn’t a bunch of wires masquerading as my glasses. I had been looking for so long, I actually thought I was imagining my glasses.

Life as a follower of Christ can be like me trying to find my glasses.

We need God to see God. Sin is what makes what we see blurry. It doesn’t matter if you are a baby Christian or a lifelong follower, someone looking into what this whole Christian thing is or one who believes there is nothing beyond us, what you see is out of focus. You need spiritual glasses to find your spiritual glasses, but it’s all just a blurry mess.

If you want to see clearly, close your eyes.

God never intended you to find your spiritual glasses without spiritual glasses, to find Him without Him. Jesus said, “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.” Matthew :7-8 (NIV).

Let God clear up your vision so that you can see Him clearly while I again start looking for my glasses that I took off to use the computer to write this blog!