Once was Blind

We had our gas tank filled up as winter began. The truck driver pulled in the driveway, pulling the hose the entire length across the front yard to the tank along the side of the cabin.I wondered why he did that with the road right there on the other side of our gas tank.  He has been there a couple times. There was no snow on the ground at that time. 

I stood there visiting with him and mentioned the dirt road. That road goes to the cabins down behind our place. I asked if he had ever tried pulling his gas truck closer to the propane tank, using this road. He looked at me with the most incredulous look on his face! 

With an astonished tone he said he had never known there was a road that went so close to the tank, had never even seen it. (It was about 20 feet away...couldn't really miss it!)  He was amazed and now that he knew about it, yes, would use it...if it wasn't loaded with snow next time. 

How many times in life are we blind, absolutely blind, to something in our day, perhaps even about ourselves or our behaviors that never ever dawned on us, until a kind soul pointed it out?  It could be words we've used, language or expressions, acts of omission, behaviors...anything.  I know I have!

Isn't it great to have others in our lives that might help us find another path, through kindness, that helps the scales fall away from our eyes, helping us grow in our ways that we never imagined...opening roads for us we never knew were there!  We probably all can say, "I once was blind but now I see!" We all have been blind in one way or another!!