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Tuesday morning, I had my eyes dilated. I cautiously drove down Sweeten Creek Road. I actually said a prayer of thanksgiving when I arrived at Deacon Bob Zito’s Women’s Bible Study. I could not see well so I believe I listened more intentionally. When Lynne Diehl read the Lord’s prayer aloud, she said “The most meaningful part to me is ‘forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.’”

Because my eyes were still dilated, I decided to go into the church, say some prayers for Advent, and wait until I could see more clearly.

As I sat in the pew, the organ tuner, Jon, was playing The Lord’s Prayer. How often do you pray in solitude accompanied by the magnificent tones of the Trinity organ? I thought about a friend I needed to forgive. The prayers became the notes in the melody of forgiveness in my heart.

I was engulfed by the music which reverberated around the altar. I was surrounded by triumphant trumpets.

Rejoice!, rejoice Emmanuel. I was free, and I could see.


Cheryl Paben


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