Jack's never going to get another eye.
I realize this fact as I call to him; he has to turn his whole head to see me with his one eye.
So much about this little cat has healed, and you know if you've read his story. But some things won't heal. Jack has learned coping mechanisms and tilts his head so he can see what other cats see.
He still runs into walls, the table legs, and sometimes other cats who approach from his right. That's just how it is when you're missing an eye.
Sometimes I wonder why certain things have happened in my life. I wonder about things I cannot change, problems I cannot solve, relationships I cannot mend, and moods I cannot manage. I realize that God could heal, but He chooses not to because of a plan and a purpose I cannot see.
But I've learned to pray for strength. I've learned to pray for courage. I've learned to pray for the ability to see what God sees. I tilt my head and turn my face to the light.
I peer deep into Jack's one eye, and today I see myself.
That's me in the white sweater, turning my head to see.
Have you embraced the things in you that you just can't fix?