Isaiah 49:1-7 1 Corinthians 1:1-9 John 1:29-42 While I’ve appreciated the comments over my quarterly hair cut, there is a more subtle change that I made to my appearance this past Fall that many of you have not noticed. It was my glasses. I really did not expect anyone to notice because they are almost the exact same style as my old ones. They are, I confess, trifocals. My old ones were, too, but they were just a hair off and I always felt like I had to move my head in a certain way to see things. Maybe that’s just how it is with trifocals. Maybe I’m just now getting used to it. They are, of course, progressive lenses so that no one knows they are trifocals unless I tell them, because I am just that vain. That term – progressive lenses – has me thinking, though. It makes me wonder about the idea of progressive looking and progressive seeing. Does it matter if we are seen as “progressive”? For that matter, are we even able to see the world through the right part of the r...
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