Yesterday I was at my parents' apartment having lunch with my mom and sister Janna. Janna cleans their place for them so she was doing that after lunch. My mom wanted to take us up stairs to visit another resident who has quite a light display in her apartment. Every room is filled with something that lights up. It was beautiful but the amazing thing is that she is blind. She cannot see her own lights but she does an amazing job of setting it all up. The blind woman is incredibly joyful. She knows who you are once she hears your voice. I have never seen her down or discouraged but she is always cheerfully greeting everyone. She told us that she had just been to Feed My Starving Children helping with packing food. She said her task that day was to put the labels on the bags. They were packing for a shipment that was headed to Cambodia. On our way to her unit, we passed someone's door who was playing beautiful hymns and Christmas music on the piano. As we passed by, my mom pointed out that the woman playing the piano is deaf. Amazing. I don't have talents like these women and I wonder what's my excuse for that? I was blessed.
