Seeing

I lost my glasses recently.  Luckily, while waiting for a new pair I was able to retrieve from the bottom of a drawer a pair of glasses that I had replaced some years back, a pair that I had not relied on in perhaps five years, maybe more.  While the old glasses were sufficient to let me function, they certainly weren’t optimal.  What was made apparent to me in all this was that my natural vision is deteriorating over time and as I age I require more help to allow me to see things clearly.  It then occurred to me that the same is likely true in the less physiological sense.  As I get more and more set in my ways, more suspicious of change, more inclined to do things because “that’s they way we’ve always done things,” I need more help to allow me to see things clearly.  Lord, help me!