We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark;
the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.
(a misty moonlit evening in Georgia / Julie Cook / 2017)
Who among us, no matter where on the planet we may be, doesn’t glance
upward in the nighttime sky gazing almost longingly toward a full moon.
It’s as if that illuminated orb, in that vast inky night sky,
beckons hypnotically for our attention.
Calling all nighttime wanderers to cast their gaze heavenward as thoughts
hauntingly wonder, as well as wander, under the spell of melancholy mixed with awe.
For it is in the darkness that we innately yearn for the comfort of light.
We have been called, each of us, to be that same comforting light cast outward,
illuminating a frighteningly dark world.
As we are left to ask ourselves…
are we casting only more darkness in an already darkened world,
or are we reflecting the welcoming light of Salvation…
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.