How Faith Healed My Vision

There was a moment when I thought I might lose my eye sight forever.

One day, I noticed strange floaters and flashes in my eye. I tried to ignore them at first, hoping they would go away. But they didn’t. Things got worse fast, and before I knew it, I was sitting in an emergency hearing the words: “You have a retinal detachment. You need surgery tomorrow.”

My heart sank.

I didn’t fully understand what it meant, but I knew it was serious. I was scared: more scared than I’ve ever been. What if I went blind? What if the surgery didn’t work? What if I couldn’t see the faces of the people I love anymore?

So many "what ifs."

In those moments, all I had was Faith.

I started whispering prayers: not fancy ones, just the kind that come from a heart that's breaking. “Please, God. Please help me. Please be with me.”

Before the surgery, I kept saying “Insha'Allah, it’ll be okay.” It was the only thing that gave me peace. I was terrified, but repeating that one word: Insha'Allah, reminded me that I wasn’t alone.

The surgery happened. And then came the healing.

It wasn’t quick. It wasn’t easy. Some days, I cried. Some days, I couldn’t even look in the mirror without feeling fear rise again. But my faith never left me. On the days when my body was weak, my soul still tried to stay strong.

I learned to be patient. I learned to trust. And I learned that healing isn’t just physical. It’s emotional.

And now, slowly, I’m coming back. I can see more clearly: not just with my eyes, but with my heart.

I still have fears sometimes. But I also have something stronger: Faith!

If you’re going through something dark, I just want you to know: it’s okay to feel afraid. But don’t give up. Keep holding on. Keep praying. Even if your prayers are messy or quiet or full of tears: they still count.

And that’s what saved me.