The wear and tear of being on the road has gotten to me. Aches were appearing where I did not know I had muscles, bloodshot eyes were becoming the norm, and my voice sounded more like a rasp than anything I might consider normal. The alternative and solution that came to mind was to schedule a massage with the Hotel.
“Can I schedule a massage?”
“Yes, we can have someone available in thirty minutes.”
“That sounds perfect.”
“One question Mr. Ashlock.”
“Yes.”
“Do you mind someone who is totally without sight?”
Thinking that I had lost something in the Taiwanese Mandarin to English translation I blurted, “My apologies, could you repeat the question?”
“Do you mind someone who is totally without sight, blind?”
I am not sure what I was anticipating from our conversation; this was not it. I pride myself on being free from most biases on what people are capable of, however this was stretching my boundaries. My perception of what I was asking for was now totally blank, I had no idea of what I could expect.
What followed was fantastic and helpful. Escorted to the room by the Concierge, the masseuse knew only a few words of English. It did not impact the effectiveness of the treatment. Tight muscles were stretched and flattened. Stiff joints, especially in the neck and back, were loosened. Tension released. By the end of the process thirty minutes later I felt like a new person.
“Ears that hear and eyes that see – we get our basic equipment from God!” (Proverbs 20.12)
Am I blind to my own abilities to hear and see God at work in my life and the lives around me? Am I willing to see how God is at work in the nuances of daily living? Will I reach out and through disbelief that surrounds me to extend God’s healing touch to those in need?
Yesterday I experienced God’s healing hand through someone who was seeing far more clearly than I was. Today I have the opportunity to do the same for someone else.
