One Sunday morning I sat behind an elderly woman in church who had “Visually Impaired” noted on her name tag. I learned she has macular degeneration and depends on a special single lens field glass to read. I wondered if her lack of sight lessened her worship experience.
Before that day, I hadn’t given much through to how much I depend on my 20/20 vision during worship. It starts with watching for the three children to come down the aisle, bow before the altar, and proceed to light the candles and place the cross in its holder. My eyes seek the sunlight streaming through the stained-glass windows. I look over the congregation to see if my friends are worshiping with me. Throughout the sermon, I glance at the images Pastor Al projects onto the screen that help me focus on the sermon.
As the service concluded, I made eye contact with the visually impaired woman and saw a sparkle in her eyes–as if she had seen the presence of the Holy Spirit.
Thank you, God, for all of our senses that enhance our worship experience. Amen.