Icy puddles did not stop my neighbour and I from setting off
on our regular walks together. It was a glorious morning, though the cold was
biting. As we neared home, I could feel a dry patch in one of my eyes: a
fragile blood vessel had broken, not able to tolerate the cold (I guess).
Now I am looking pretty monstrous, with a red eye where it
should be white. Not a great look, when the eyes are the only part anyone sees
of my face when I’m out and about. But underneath the mask, my mouth will be
smiling as I meet other people. Will they notice anything but my red eye?
God advised Samuel that although people judge one another by
outer appearances, he sees the heart. I pray that when I meet others who may be
equally as monstrous-looking as me, I will look beneath the mask and perceive
the friendly smile.
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