Told with humility and humor, Johnson's story reminds us that one individual-with focus and faith-can effect great change despite repeated hurdles. Readers will come to know Aaron Johnson as a friend and inspiring hero who suspects that God still has a few projects waiting for him on his to-do list.
|Publisher:||Nelson, Thomas, Inc.|
|Product dimensions:||6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.61(d)|
|Age Range:||1 - 17 Years|
About the Author
Deb Cleveland is the author of Hugs from Heaven: Portraits of a Woman's Faith, a minister's wife, and mother of three sons.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Aaron Johnson was one of seven children born to a woman with a fourth grade education. They lived in a 3-bedroom bungalow with no plumbing, running water, or electricity. Every morning, as her children shivered around the wood stove, Cassie Johnson sang to her Lord and spoke to her children: "Babies, don't rely on just yourselves. God will make a way for you somehow." And He did. Over and over, God directed Aaron Johnson's path, opening seemingly immovable doors to use him as a crucial link in the civil rights movement, as a pastor unafraid to proclaim the word of God, and as a passionate and compassionate reformer of the North Carolina prison system. The scene that will be forever etched in my mind is of Reverend Johnson entering a filthy, shrouded prison cell to comfort a female prisoner, dying of Aids and shunned by prison employees. The tenderness this man showed her is heart-wrenching and convicting. Man from Macedonia is a must-read for anyone who has ever doubted the worth of a single person's efforts. Aaron Johnson's story is a testimony to the power of God and the strength of a mother's prayers. Thank you, Reverend Johnson, and Deb Cleveland, for recording this story for generations who must never forget.
Aaron Johnson trod the footsteps of the Negro sharecropper in 1930s North Carolina, beat down the path to freedom with Civil Rights Marchers in the tumultuous 60s, and was even led blindfolded into a Ku Klux Klan meeting. With God whispering into his ear, Reverend Johnson juggled advisory positions with a pastoral calling. I could barely read fast enough to keep pace with my curiosity of how God maneuvered Reverend Johnson into board rooms and crumbling jail cells. The Reverend's folksy, colloquial Southern voice drew me onto Death Row, where as Secretary of Corrections in North Carolina, Reverend Johnson battled prejudice, hatred, and political enemies to pull an antiquated, downright prison system into the 20th century. Don't miss this compelling autobiography of one man's reliance on God through highs and lows most of us only imagine. Congratulations to Reverend Johnson and Ms. Cleveland! I only wish there was Volume II of The Man from Macedonia.