There was a time in my life where I could very well still be awake from the night before as the sun rose the next morning. These were the worst mornings…these were the mornings, as the light of the sun exposed the new day, that I was very aware of the darkness, the pain, and the wretchedness that my life had become. It was unbearable.
The other morning I was driving early to go off-roading (happiness in of itself) and I had the privilege to see the sky lighten up and reflected on my life then and my life now. A lot has changed since then and sunrises are now a blessing rather than something to dread. Then, the light of the day was awful…like a bright light in an interrogation room…painfully exposing…something to dread But now, I love the new morning…I love the sights and sounds of a new beginning. I love how the darkness fades away and I can see clearly once again.
Jesus says in John 8:12 “When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.””
Jesus is the difference between then and now…
I never have to walk in darkness or be afraid of the light. In fact, I have the light of life as I follow Jesus. Not only am I not afraid of the light any longer…I embrace it…I NEED it.
And like the daily sunrise…the light is faithful each and every day…again and again.