Wednesday, June 15, 2016

This little light of mine

It's been a long time since I stubbed my toes on anything. There could be a couple of different reasons. One is that we've been in our house for almost 7 years, so getting up in the middle of the night has become somewhat familiar. Another is that it seems like just about all of our furniture is kind of toe-friendly, if you know what I mean... soft couches without exposed legs, bedpost legs that are fat and round. Plus, our layout creates fairly clear and straight paths.

But I think the biggest reason is that our house never really gets that dark. The neighbors have a streetlight and when we moved in, I installed some on our garage, so at night, there's always this dim glow throughout most of the house from the light coming through the windows. Now, if there's ever a power outage in our neighborhood, that's a different story.

Isn't it amazing, the difference a little light makes? Have you ever been in such darkness that you couldn't see your hand if you held it right in front of your face? But even in that kind of darkness, isn't it amazing how much difference just the slightest amount of light can make?

Sometimes, I come home late from Uber-ing and I go in the closet to change clothes. To keep from disturbing my bride, I close the door and just the little light from my cell phone is enough to help me see what I'm doing.

As chaotic and violent as our world is becoming through the darkness of sin, it's not hard to imagine what happens if someone shines a little bit of the Light of the World by way of living their own life as a follower of Jesus Christ. How brightly lit is your world?

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