Light

“Not again,” I muttered when the lights flickered and went off.  I sat in total darkness in my one-room Student Mission house in Magdalena, Bolivia.  I should not have been surprised, for this was a common occurrence.  As I sat in the darkness, I concluded I like electricity and light.  I waited a few moments and then got up and lit my candle.  

The first time our world ever heard the voice of God was when he said, “Let there

be light, and there was light.  God saw that light was good, and he separated the light from the

darkness.” I agree with God; light is good.  Then the Word became flesh: “In him was life, and that life was the light of men.” And this light came into the world.  And Jesus said, “I am the light of the world.  Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness but will have the light of life.” I love this light, and this light is perfect.

But the verdict is this, “This light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not

understood it.” Not only did darkness not understand it, “But men loved darkness instead of

light because their deeds were evil.  Everyone who does evil hates the light and will not come

into the light for fear that his deeds will be exposed.” How sad this makes me.  This is not very

good, but true nevertheless.

There will come a day when there will be no more darkness.  John saw the city of God

needing no electricity nor the sun or moon because “the glory of God gives it light, and the Lamp is its light.  The nations will walk by its light.” Now, this is awesome, and I look

forward to this darkless eternity.  I hope to “see you there.