Posted: October 15, 2017
“Let’s look at it like an adventure,” my daughter Michelle and I said to each other. The freakish Southern Alberta snowstorm that shut down the highways, lost all electricity and closed the schools soon turned the experience from grins to groans.
We made the best of no school, no heat, no showers and no dishwasher for almost three days. There was plenty of wood for the fireplace, a gas top stove to heat up food and lots of snow for forts and snow angels. It was all good; until it got dark. Yes there were plenty of candles, story telling and laughter but it all felt different, strange and unfamiliar.
Darkness feels different and unfamiliar.
Walls felt closer, steps steeper and hallways longer. I thought I knew the distance from the bedroom to the bathroom or the length of the family room. But in the dark everything feels distorted and confusing. The candles helped but it was not enough.
But something did feel familiar; it was the feeling of darkness after my husband died. It’s hard to put my finger on it, but nothing felt right. It is like living in darkness, groping for something recognizable; something normal. It’s a horrible place that darkness.
We are not meant to live in the darkness.
We are not meant to live in the darkness we are children that long for the light. The Bible says: “You are all children of the light and children of the day, we do not belong to the night or to the darkness.” (1 Thessalonians 5:5 NIV.) So how do we navigate and survive this dark place?
The greatest punishment the world gives people is to put them into darkness through solitary confinement because it destroys their soul. Jesus is the “light of the world.” (John 9:5 NIV) My friend, He is the only one who can shatter the darkness.
Thank you for your kind words. Blessings on you.