Monday, February 2, 2015

And Then It Was Dark

I'm not sure what's worse, having a cold or getting over one. I'm getting over one, which means I haven't slept well in several nights due to coughing, or should I call it hacking. I thought last night would be different. I'd sleep till 6:30, get up and have a great day after a restful night. It was not to be.

At first I thought it was later, because it was unusually bright outside. I looked at my iPhone and was not happy. 5:00 a.m. Why was it so bright outside? Then I saw the moon about to set in the west. I tried to go back to sleep - cough, hack, hack, hack. So, up we go.

By the time the percolator stopped (yes, I said percolator) and I poured my first cup, it was dark again - very dark. Had clouds rolled in? No, the moon had set. As I sit at my computer looking out my study window, it is as dark as midnight - 6:00 a.m. but dark as midnight.

It's amazing how bright that huge round reflector is. No light of its own, but the contrast between its presence and its absence is amazing.

All I can think of is us. We have no light of our own, yet Jesus calls us the light. We are just reflectors. When the world is dark, we blame the dark. Sometimes we even question the Light. We should examine ourselves. If the world is dark, it is neither the darkness' nor the Light's fault. If it is dark, for some reason, we have disappeared.

"You are the light of the world. A city situated on a hill cannot be hidden. No one lights a lamp and puts it under a basket, but rather on a lampstand, and it gives light for all who are in the house." (Matthew 6:14-15)