Two thousand years ago, Jesus said, “Go back and report to John what you have seen and heard: The blind receive sight, the lame walk, those who have leprosy are cleansed, the deaf hear, the dead are raised, and the good news is proclaimed to the poor.” Luke 7:22

I haven’t had leprosy yet and haven’t died yet, but I’m living proof of the rest of it. Walking two miles yesterday was easy, thanks to total knee replacements years ago. In September I had 20/20 vision for a day or so. Today I can hear!

After I put the hearing aids in yesterday, I noticed the beginning and end of every word John spoke. For years it was a guessing game. Family knew to laugh with me when my replies made no sense to them. The next revelation was how much noise computer keys make. They say actions speak louder than words, but my words are LOUD as they flow through my fingers!

When my hearing was tested, I was told I needed clarity more than volume. Thankfully, my ears work together. Some don’t. Also, I didn’t know there was a genetic component. It seems appropriate that I could hear again on what would have been my dad’s 107^th birthday. I inherited hearing loss, as well as macular degeneration, from him. Happy birthday, Dad! I’m sorry your hearing aids were not as good as mine and your sight was never restored on earth.

Please rejoice with me that I can hear again. To me it is a miracle.