The Plank in My Eye


Recently I came face to face with the plank in my eye. In trying to convince someone to see the error of their ways, I was forced to see the error of some of my own ways. “Aha!” said I to myself. “So that’s what that verse means!” I love it when I get convicted of my own convictions…another of life’s lessons learned!

New International Version
You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye. Matthew 7:5

This is just one of the commands of Jesus in his famous Sermon on the Mount which starts at Matthew 5:1 and ends at Matthew 7:27. The sermon is chock-full of life lessons and well worth reading many times.

I can see clearly now.

In My Mind’s Eye


Somewhere in the seventies, I don’t remember the exact date, I had cataract surgery. Ocular implants were reserved for older patients, and because I was only in my early forties, I was fitted with contact lenses.

As I got older (way older), in my mind’s eye, I wondered what would happen if I was ever really sick and had to stay in hospital. How would I manage the contact lenses I had worn for years. Without them, I wouldn’t be able see clearly (hardly at all). This thought, for some reason, was always on my mind.

I’d go to bed at night and say a prayer that I would never have to face that dilemma.

One morning I woke up and could see everything clearly. Its’ a miracle, I thought, I can see again! But then my eyes began to feel uncomfortable–I had slept the night wearing the contact lenses. This happened a few times, and my vision began to deteriorate.

In 1994 I had my eyes checked. Being a busy entrepreneur, this checkup was long overdue. The optometrist said my eyes were lacking oxygen from the long time use of contacts, and I should think about implanted lenses.

In September, 1995 I opted for the implant surgery, and completed the procedure in October of that year. What a difference it made in my life not to have to bother with those lenses anymore. Now, when I woke up each morning I could see the clock without having to get up and put my contacts in. I could read at night and just turn out the light without having to get up and take the contacts out. Swimming was an extra bonus. I didn’t have to search the bottom of the pool for my contact lenses.

One year later, I had a bad fall and was hospitalized for a week. My left arm and leg were encased in casts–I would not have been able to manage contacts. I was in misery, but contact lenses were the least of my worries; my mind’s eye had seen to that. I do believe God played his part as well–as usual.

Did I ever mention I believe strongly in the power of prayer?