The Cold Laser burned my eye.

My retina, to be exact.

The surgeon could not have been better and the rips in my retina are repaired.

But walking back into the doctor’s office for an annual follow-up, that green laser and its searing pain came flooding back.

I kept stumbling over our Advent image: “The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light.”

The most powerful light I’ve ever seen was the one used to save my sight.  I move freely because of that light.

The most powerful light I’ve ever experienced was the one used to save my soul. I live freely because of that light.

Both were targeted exactly where my weakness was.

Both were bright to the point of blindness if misused.

But skillfully applied, both made all the difference.

More later.  See you back here soon.