Susan LaffertyWalls of Jericho stand tall. Towering.
Encircling darkened nations. Cities. Communities. Hearts.
Looming large and impossible in our eyes.
Stone upon stone. Holding firm.
In opposition to the gospel of Jesus Christ.
Born blind. The man now sees.
And gives witness. Boldly.
His own parents battle nerves when religious authorities come calling. They fear banishment from the synagogue if they give credit to Jesus for this miracle.
“He’s of age; ask him” (John 9:23).
Light. I don’t truly consider its absence. Until one memorable experience. During middle school.
Our family is in America on stateside assignment at the time. And touring historic sites or natural wonders across several states.
Then, one day, we’re standing in a large cave.
Lights all around.
Until someone turns them off.
