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“In Him was life, and the life was the light of men.” (John 1:4 ESV)

Wednesday, December 25, 2019

Widen the Circle

by Macy Johnson

“And you also were included in Christ when you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation. Having believed, you were marked in him with a seal, the promised Holy Spirit.”
(Ephesians 1:13 NIV)

My knee jiggled nonstop under the exquisitely-decorated table. A friend leaned over and whispered, “Are you nervous?”

“I’m always nervous before a performance, even on Sunday mornings before the worship service,” I admitted.

Wednesday, December 18, 2019

Suits of a Different Color

by Macy Johnson

“Four great beasts, each different from the others, came up out of the sea.”
(Daniel 7:3 NIV)

Seated at the Bridge table I glanced down at thirteen playing cards fanned out in my left hand.

A roaming heart appeared in my diamond pile. I looked up at the players at my table and asked, “Why are there only two colors, red and black, in playing cards? I think each suit should have its own color.”

Wednesday, December 11, 2019

Afternoon Prayers

by Macy Johnson

“One day Peter and John were going up to the temple at the time of prayer – at three in the afternoon.”
(Acts 3:1 NIV)

Every afternoon at three o’clock assorted temptations, disguised as harmless distractions, knock on the door of my mind.

It started when I was a teenager. I jumped off the afternoon school bus and raced home to a much-anticipated snack. Mid-afternoon was my comfort time, my down time, and my time to relax and chill.

Wednesday, December 4, 2019

Cloudy Vision

by Macy Johnson

“The eye is the lamp of the body.
If your eyes are good, your whole body will be full of light.”
(Matthew 6:22 NIV)

“You need to have your cataracts removed,” my optometrist said and referred me to an eye surgeon.

My vision blurred imperceptibly over the years. Driving at night on country roads between church and home was a nightmare. Approaching headlights became painful starbursts. Formerly colorful reflections faded into dismal blurs.