Most everything that I ‘need’ can be found in most everything that I threw away in my mad rush to get everything that I ‘wanted,’ for the eyes of greed are blind to the treasures of life.

To be blessed and yet permit gluttony to blind me to the blessings is to banish myself to a life of unrelenting poverty even though I might be utterly engulfed in the embrace of a million marvelous blessings.

As utterly irrational as it might seem, the greed within me has the most limited vision I can possibly imagine as it has eyes only for the few things it doesn’t have, and it is completely blind to all the many remarkable things that it does.

Maybe the impossible was not based on how life actually worked, but on how we constricted life through our bluntly stunted vision and all the other abhorrent things that we did to keep it safe.

Blindness is far more a state of mind than it is a condition of the eyes.

Of course love is blind; it keeps me blind to myself.

The greatest darkness imaginable is found when we’ve chosen to walk in ‘some kind’ of light that’s ‘some kind’ of some thing else other than light.

If we have relegated vision solely to a function of the eyes, we are blind indeed.

Often we don’t see the majesty of God’s design because we’re caught up in the mediocrity of our own designs.