by Katy Kauffman


My excitement morphed into frustration. After opening the box and pulling out a new but reasonably priced phone, I couldn’t wait to download some apps. They were calling to me from Google Play. I tapped “Install” and waited. Nothing happened. I tapped again. No downloading commenced. So I googled.


The problem was that Google Play’s default setting was to wait for WiFi in order to download the apps. I had to adjust to a new set of defaults. Sometimes we think we know how something works, but like my small battle with technology, we don’t understand everything that’s in play. Like default settings.


Do you know what victory’s default setting is? I thought I did, but after winning a certain spiritual battle, I relapsed. I fell into the same wrong pattern of thinking, and I was frustrated with myself. Hadn’t I learned better? Wasn’t I tired of the same old struggle?

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by Katy Kauffman


I wanted to say something. On Christmas Eve one year, I played an angel with some of my friends in our church’s live nativity. The three of us angels greeted Mary and Joseph when they arrived in Bethlehem, circled around them as with God’s love and protection, and stood in reverent joy celebrating Jesus’ birth.


We saw the shepherds come to worship the tiny King. Then the wise men came and knelt before the manger, placing their crowns on the ground before Him. All the while songs about Jesus’ birth, death, and resurrection played in the background. While we stood on stage, the pastor talked about the significance of the birth of Christ, His life, and His death for each of us. He closed our Christmas Eve communion service with this declaration—“Jesus is alive!”


No wonder the angels praised God the night Jesus was born. I bet they couldn’t help it. As I stood on stage, I wanted to sing or to proclaim—“Here He is!!” The angels had been anticipating the moment of Jesus’ birth for centuries.

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by Becky Hitchcock


“Good morning, Pastor,” I once wrote in an email before dawn.


My pastor had encouraged the church to read the Gospel of Mark. The action-packed narrative reads like a novel. It led me to other places in the Scriptures, too. Many of which I hadn’t considered in a long time.   


“I’m impressed with Jesus calling Himself the Son of Man.” I further wrote, “He seems to like this title, and I like how the Savior identifies with my humanness. He garbed Himself with flesh. He became like me to save me from sin. He now sits at the right hand of God, the Father, and intercedes for me. Anyway, my rambling comes from listening to my pastor who said to read the Gospel of Mark. See – I was listening – just wanted you to know.”


Daylight came all too soon that morning. I closed my Bible and laptop to meet the demands of the day. Yet the notion of the Savior calling Himself the Son of Man stayed with me.

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The Scrapbooked Bible Study: A Blog by Katy Kauffman

Award-Winning Author, Editor, Bible Teacher

An editor for Refresh Bible Study Magazine, Katy Kauffman is also a Bible study author who loves to write about the treasures of Scripture. Her Bible studies focus on winning life's spiritual battles, and her blog shares snippets of "scrapbooked" encouragement. Learn more about The Scrapbooked Bible Study, and follow Katy's blog to receive weekly posts. 

 

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