I drew back the curtains to reveal a dark morning. Amongst
the spent peas and withering rhubarb, there was movement. I looked longer. A
blackbird, hopping amongst the detritus, hoping for breakfast.
As the light strengthened, autumn colours which still bedeck
some trees were revealed. I watched as little birds darted here and there
amongst the trees, seeking insects, chattering to one another.
Now, an hour later, the light is as strong as it will get on
this November morning. Where the light does not penetrate, the darkness appears
darker than ever.
I am the light of the world, Jesus said. We are told that
different light has different properties. One shouldn’t be on an electronic
device near bedtime because the blue light stimulates something that prevents
sleep. There are other wavelengths of light which encourage the zzzs.
Paul taught that now we’re just seeing through ‘the glass
darkly’: what we see is not very clear. As we look to the light of the world,
though, things begin to take shape and be revealed for what they are.
Every day has new challenges to be met, new challenges that
I want to meet with the welcoming light of Jesus shining through me, revealing
the truth of what the challenge really is. Or at least encouraging me to trust
him to help me meet it, whether or not I’m baffled and bewildered by what’s
coming.
The light was in the world, but the world didn’t recognise
nor receive him. Today, I want to recognise, receive, and transmit his light.
Have a great day.
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