Working at the hotel meant I couldn’t consistently go to church on Sundays. Could I be a Christian and work on Sundays? My new flatmate went to a church in Gladesville [in northern Sydney] and she invited me. Early on, they were advertising an ‘Introduction to the Bible’ course. It was midweek and I could be involved! Before going to the course, I had never understood that the Old Testament was linked to the New Testament. It was amazing! Jesus was God’s answer, his amazing plan from the very beginning, even in Genesis! At the same time, I realised that being a Christian was all about having a relationship with Jesus, which was new and wonderful.

Before that, when I was 16, I began to lose my eyesight. My optometrist kept giving me stronger glasses but they didn’t help. I actually failed my HSC because I couldn’t see. But being in Sydney meant I had access to more tests and I was soon diagnosed with a form of Multiple Sclerosis. It made work quite tricky. While I was waitressing, I held the menus close to me so that I could see them, but it wasn’t the posture required in a restaurant, and I left that job. I got work elsewhere, which was great, but again I couldn’t see the finer details.

I think all the trickiness and rejection (from not doing things the expected way) meant I had to rely deeply on God. I had to seek God and his guidance. He provided for me so richly, especially through people at church – doing Bible study with them and growing in the knowledge of his word. It awakened my desire to get to know Jesus more and more.

When I was 21, I moved from Sydney to Bathurst, to work in admin at Charles Sturt Uni. While I was there, I realised I could actually go to uni! The university would support me. I did my teaching degree – another provision of God. I also met and married my husband, and we moved to Orange and got involved in a wonderful church there which consolidated our faith. When our first child was born, I lost my driver’s license (due to my eyesight), but we were able to buy a house near the centre of town.

And I’ve loved the gift of being a mum! From a very young age, my children have been able to read to me, when I couldn’t see. I also use taxis a lot. All the taxi drivers know me and my values. It’s unexpected, but I’ve had some amazing conversations with taxi drivers! Also, there’s a professor right here in Orange who specialises in MS and I’ve been able to have the latest treatments, which has slowed the progression of the disease.

Being blind is hard … but knowing that God is with me, holding my hand every step of the way, makes all the difference. It’s humbling. I’ve had to learn to ask for help when I used to be a super-independent person. Even when I invite friends or neighbours to our church events, I have to ask them for a lift. But amazingly, God is at work. Recently, I invited my physio to a life course we’re running at church and she said, ‘That’d be great. Can I pick you up?’

I think when you’re open to God using you, he will. I’ve always wanted to serve God with everything I have and I can see how much he’s blessed me. Nowadays, I teach at a school three days a week, including a visually impaired child, as well as two classes of Religious Education. God enables and provides!

One of my favourite verses is in Philippians 4:6-7: “But in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” I think it’s amazing that God listens to us, even when we’re not eloquent at all. He always has us in his hands.”

Caroline’s story is part of Eternity’s Faith Stories series, compiled by Naomi Reed. Click here for more Faith Stories.