by Macy Johnson
“He makes my feet like the feet of a
He enables me to stand on the heights.”
(2 Samuel 22:34 NIV)
On my way
home from church one Sunday, I was startled by a lone doe at the highest curve
in the road. She greeted me with her head held high, then bounded off into the
God used isolation
and changes in plans to bring new visions in 2020. Did we pay attention?
It was a
cold, dreary, drizzly February morning, with snow flurries predicted. I entered
the menu for the second night of an upcoming camping adventure in my calendar.
I typed “Red” for Red Beans and Rice and glanced up at the squeaky sound of a
bird’s chirp. There, not six feet away, sitting on the balcony ledge and
looking directly at me was the most beautiful cardinal I had ever seen! His
bright crimson feathers jumped out against the gray sky and brought tears to my
morning a family of four squirrels dashed across the road in front of me, their
little mouths bulging with nuts. How do they know what to do this time of year?
Some say it’s instinct. I believe it is God pouring life through them. Nothing
is untouched by the Creator. Nothing is left to fend for itself.
and I relaxed on the dock one sunny afternoon and watched a diving duck catch a
fish and fly off. Other ducks commenced a frantic chase, coveting the catch. It
was a comical God vision.
On one of
my prayer walks I introduced myself to a new neighbor, Patty, at the boat ramp.
You can imagine the surprise when I discovered her granddaughter’s name is
I will reflect
on the many 2020 visions and beyond, all gifts from God. I hope you will, too!