It’s dark when I wake up. Middle of the night, pitch black dark. The moon is high. It looks like I should get at least four more hours of sleep. This daylight savings thing makes a 5:45 alarm seem like an emergency siren going off at midnight. With eyes half-closed I shuffle towards the smell of coffee. I forgot to turn off the little light over the counter where my coffee maker and Bible live before going to bed last night. And though that means some wasted electricity, it is like a beacon speaking light to my body and soul. I pour the coffee, I open my daily devotions. And in the silence and the darkness that is all around me an invitation for companionship and intimacy is held out to me. Christ is there in that moment, asking me to join with him in fellowship before the day begins. In the darkness of the morning watch the light begins to come in. Before the sun even thinks of shining it’s beams over the peaks of the mountains there is light there in that kitchen. The light of the world.
In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.
For some, there is no difference between the black of night and the rising of the sun. The morning brings no hope with it. It is all dark to them. Depression. Fear. Anxiety. Sorrow. Regret. Despair. Darkness surrounds them, they have lost sight of the light. The day passes. They are lifeless in it. The sun sets. They dwell in darkness.
I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.
But to the follower of light, to the one who seeks the light, there is light in the darkness. The night is as day to them, the darkness as light. For wherever Christ is, there is light.
Even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
By the time evening comes I am suddenly thankful for daylight savings. I love that there is light in my kitchen as I make supper. I love feeling like there is some day left at the end of the work days. The bright evenings make it feel like spring could actually happen. There are days when the world feels alive, when the sun’s light is pouring out on everything. The days lengthen and stretch and I give thanks for that.
But to the one rooted in Christ there will be light wherever they go. Winter nights or early mornings. There is light. Because Christ is here. Because we are the light of the world. So shine brightly, like stars in the universe, hold firmly to the word of life. There is light all around. Walk in it, live in it, let it come forth from you and give brightness those around you.
You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.