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Topic: Black (10/15/09)
TITLE: Disappearing Act
By Karen Shell
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Casey nervously tried to slide the wand of mascara back into its base. Then she watched as if in slow motion the wand fell from her hand, bouncing onto her lap, leaving a black trail on the mound of white satin that draped to the floor.
Casey gasped, then burst into tears. “I can’t do this. It’s a sign.”
Rachel, Casey’s maid of honor and best friend since first grade, looked in horror at the black tracks that stained the white gown. She knew Casey could sense the helplessness that suddenly overshadowed six months of planning and preparation to make this day perfect. The only solution that came to her mind was to summon the minister. “Tim,” she whispered frantically through the door to her fiance, “Get Rev. Duncan.”
“What? It’s too late to back out now.”
“Please, just get him,” she pleaded, as she watched her best friend sitting in the corner of the room with her face in her hands, sobbing pitifully.
Rev. Duncan raced into the room as casually as possible, trying not to alarm anyone. He quickly surveyed the situation, listened to Rachel’s synopsis, then kneeled next to Casey. Calmly, he spoke to Rachel. “Get Lindsey,” was all he said aloud, only God hearing his heartfelt prayer for this young woman on the most important day of her life. He had witnessed a young couple transform during the past six weeks of counseling. He gently spoke to Casey, “I know you and Philip love each other. You can’t give up on your dreams and your plans because of last-minute jitters.”
Casey looked horrified, as if no one else could grasp the implications of this matter. “It’s a sign; it must be a sign,” she practically screamed, pointing to the black trail that extended from her lap to her feet. “It’s just like me, stained from a mistake, now ugly and ruined.”
At that moment, Lindsey slipped into the room, expecting the worse, with her oversized designer makeup bag in one hand, a pink laptop in the other. As she began putting both to use, Casey hardly noticed the activity around her. Lindsey whispered and motioned orders to Rachel, both girls trying not to listen to the private counseling, yet absorbing every moment of the transformation.
“Casey, we talked about this in our sessions, and we know that all has been forgiven. When God forgives, He makes the stains disappear, cleansing you white as snow. God’s giving you AND Philip a chance to start over, and start a new life with Him. Don’t let your anxiety and emotions diminish God’s gift of forgiveness.”
Lindsey stood up, straightened her dress, winked at her dad and quietly left the room, bag and laptop in tow. With a nod from Rev. Duncan, Rachel placed Casey’s bouquet on her lap. Reaching for the flowers, Casey looked in disbelief at the white gown, free of any hint of black goo.
“What happened? It’s like magic.”
“No, magic is only an illusion. This disappearing act took action,” Rev. Duncan explained.
Casey gave him a knowing look. “Thanks,” was all she could manage without more tears.
“Now, I have a wedding to perform,” he said as he held out his arm.
Casey, still reeling from the experience, was reassured of her decision to go on the moment her eyes met Philip’s. All doubt was erased as anxiety turned to excitement, to begin the life she knew was meant to be.
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