I reviewed what I wrote for Monday and Tuesday’s blog and had a notion: “I will expand these thoughts into a book about shining a light on the light, or sharing the light.”
Thus energized by what I thought was a fantabulous idea, I posted Tuesday’s post on Facebook with the introduction, “With all the raging in the darkness, it feels radical to shine a light on the light,” and then waited for hours as no one clicked “Like” on the post until my sweetheart did, late in the day. Oh well, I liked the idea, at least.
A friend has had a serious setback and is in significant physical pain. All of his friends are offering condolences, pledging to pray for his recovery and be of any help they can. I’m sure those encouraging words and expressions of love are gratifying, but darn! it still hurts, I’m sure. I can imagine — and I can’t — what he is going through.
Somewhere along the line I heard again that God turns all misfortune to good. I’m looking forward, I guess, to seeing what good comes of this. Maybe my friend was working too hard and needs some down time to listen for that still, small voice, but you would think there are less painful ways for the good Lord to make that point. Not that I would second-guess God or anything.
I don’t know what my friend is thinking through all this, but I hope as the people he loves gather around him, he is seeing love, joy, peace and all the other fruits of the Spirit in this not-so-joyful time. I’m finding that the light is everywhere, even in the darkest darkness, if you open your eyes and heart to it.
Of course, that’s easy for me to say, I’m not the one who had the setback. But I’ll have one someday, and when I do, I hope I’ll remember to look for the light.
