Let me start by stating the obvious, I haven’t been blogging. The minute I begin to piece together a post my head gets foggy and my thoughts disappear like steam on a windowpane. As soon as I grab hold of a thought it slips through my fingers and it’s gone. But occasionally the light breaks through, glimpses at first, just enough to illuminate the muck I’m standing in. Muck I didn’t realize was there. Muck that isn’t even all mine and most of which I never asked for in the first place. Yet it holds me like tar not letting go. The more I struggle to pull myself onto solid ground the more I am dragged down into the depths of darkness. So I stay still, unmoving, waiting for what I know will come as it always does. A promise of aliveness, clarity of mind. I hold to this promise and the remembrance of past times when the Light intensifies and I realize it breaking apart the mud and tar, surrounding my entire body. The muck falls away and the Light brings me onto solid ground presenting me clean and pure. It’s a transformation only the aliveness of Christ can produce.
I’ve been here before and I will shine again. But for now I will set my eyes on the Light & be still…waiting.
“For you were formerly darkness, but now you are Light in the Lord;
walk as children of the Light.”