Sam Prellwitz

I think gloom is the best word I can give to it.I’ve seen a lot of gloom lately. It’s thick in the air and it seems like almost everyone can feel it. I’ve witnessed it in numerous cases of depression - some too serious and too deep. I’ve seen it in peoples eyes. I’ve read it in the words people use; people crying out for something they’re certain is missing. And I feel it too. I feel this thick weight resting on my shoulders, making the day’s work more slow and human interaction more forced. It’s not serious depression. I don’t know that you cold even call it sadness. It’s mostly just a heavy gloom. Today is Wednesday of holy week and I can feel myself and everyone around me crying out for something to break them free from the weight of it all. In an odd way, I’m grateful that I can feel this heaviness. I’m grateful that I’m not cold to it. Because I can’t wait for Sunday. I can’t wait for Easter. I can’t wait to know again the Resurrection that breaks through the heavy sorrow of separ...

I like to think I have a good set of eyes. I don’t need glasses and I can normally make out road signs before whomever I’m with can. I’m grateful for my ability to see. But there are days when I run on a route I’ve taken numerous times before and I find myself shocked to see something new. I can tell that even though it’s new to me, it’s been there far longer than I’ve been running that route. I was blind to it. Yet before running the route that day, I’m sure I would have told you that I was very familiar with the route. Jesus makes a blind-man see on the Sabbath. The law doesn’t allow that, so the Pharisees cornered the guy who could now see to interrogate him. Jesus found the man afterward and this is what happened. John 9:35-41 35 When Jesus heard what had happened, he found the man and asked, “Do you believe in the Son of Man?” 36 The man answered, “Who is he, sir? I want to believe in him.” 37 “You have seen him,” Jesus said, “and he is speaking to you!” 38 “Yes, Lord, I believe!”...