By Lisa Huddleston
Jesus is the Light of the World
Yet a servant is not above his master
Dark days will come
With clouds
Of sickness
Of sorrow
Of separation
Without rhyme or reason
No cause and effect to be seen
And for a time
Maybe a time upon time
I will strain my eyes
Look through the clouds
And wait
To see the light
Beautiful. This reminds me of the time I was sitting by the window on a flight to the beach. It was a splurge to fly rather than drive and we were so excited. It was cloudy and raining as we took off so my view below was obstructed. I couldn’t see anything but dark clouds above and below. But as we ascended up, up, up we broke through those clouds and there was the sun shining so brightly. It was such a vivid picture of there being light and beauty beyond that heavy, oppressive ceiling of darkness.
Psalm 139 reminds us-Where can I go from your spirit? Where can I flee from your presence. If I go up the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn or settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.
“He will hold me fast; He will hold me fast. For my Saviour loves me so, He will hold me fast.”
You are loved.
I love that image, Lisa. Thanks for your sweet friendship.