One Little Light

Good morning on this fine Monday. Ew, ouch, it hurts to say fine and Monday together in the same greeting. One night, I looked across the street at the burned out hulk that was once a neighbor's home. As the night descended from the sky to the ground, I noticed a light. One little yard light survived the inferno, and across the street in front of the blackness of the destruction there shone that one little light. How remarkable! In the book of Isaiah, a promise is given that those living in darkness have seen a great light. Not will see, or might see, but have seen a great light. The light of Jesus shines in front of the darkness of destruction that is on the earth. And as that background is very dark, the light seems all the brighter to those who will see. Hard is the temptation on us to look at the darkness and tremble. However, we are far better when we look at the light of Jesus and rejoice!

How true it is that we too, as little Christ-ones in the great darkness shine for Jesus. We don't much like the times in life when everything appears to fall apart, death or illness visits, and darkness seems great and powerful. However, it is in those times that our light shines against the dark background and appears all the brighter. It is in the dark times that we hear Jesus saying, "Trust Me!" The clutter of busyness and the dreck of demands may fade when one almost overwhelming problem brings a focus to life. In that dark cave of a disaster, there we may see one light shining brighter. And to the world in its darkness that one light may look very like you or me, though we know that the light has only one source and He is Lord.

Bucky