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fumbling through the dark...

"Arise, shine; for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord has risen upon you. For behold, darkness will cover the earth and deep darkness the peoples; but the Lord will rise upon you and His glory will appear upon you. Nations will constitute your light, and kings to the brightness of your rising." Isaiah 60:1-3 The other day as I was driving in to work, I kept hearing one sentence over and over in my head...quit fumbling through the dark. I wasn't sure what it meant or why I was even thinking about it, but I did and I went through the day as if I didn't even hear it. I woke up the next morning and a single memory came to my mind. I was in highschool and our youth group was going on a hike through an old train tunnel at Snoqaulmie Falls in Washington state. We arrived and all I could see for miles was darkness. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. My sense of sight was turned off, and I was petrified. I had not brought a light because I remember thinking..."how dark could it really be?" Well, it was dark...really dark. We started our journey and not long into it, I started stumbling over rocks and stepping in big puddles where the dew from the tunnel ceiling had been dripping for hours...days...years in this dreaded place. Straining my eyes as if I might somehow catch a glimpse of the path...I surrendered. I was hopeless and all I wanted to do was run. I clung to anyone who had a light, anyone who I could rely on in case the bats gnawed on me until my flesh was gone...or so it felt at the time. Then, out of nowhere, a pin prick of light...I literally could see "a light at the end of the tunnel". I was enthralled with joy and could barely stand to get there...letting go of the person with the light I started walking faster, determined to get myself to that light...the light that quickly became my saviour in this horrid place. The anticipation, the longing desire to see light, none could match it. My heart almost exploded with joy...until I tripped over a huge rock and fell. I had forgotten that in order to get to that ultimate freedom there was a path still before me that I had to tread. I needed a light to shine down so I could continue my steps without fumbling around in the dark. After my mind raced through this memory I began praying...as I always do when a memory pops in my head...asking him to show me something he wanted me to either learn...enjoy...or just simply remember. The sentence made its way to the tip of my thoughts. It had all made sense. So many times, and particularly the week before, I had forgotten that the little things along the way in life are sometimes the most important. We all want a big experience...we all have a longing at some point in our lives for something more than the mundane. But in the process, we lose our sight and heart in knowing that what we do today will either propel you forward to that glorious longing to see the Everlasting Light, or it will hinder your steps, making you fumble around, losing sight of what awaits. I cannot walk this life alone..."The Lord is my light and salvation; whom shall I fear?" Psalm 27:1. My soul has been refreshed knowing once again that His Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path. My prayer now is that I can hold the light and others who don't have a light can come and walk beside me and experience the hope that I have in a dark world.

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