It’s 2:00 a.m. and I should be sleeping. I love this time of the night, or morning, or well…whichever you prefer. Its quiet. The phone doesn’t ring. The kids aren’t crying, or screaming, or hitting. The dog isn’t begging to be let outside. The world around me is fast asleep and I finally have time to gather my thoughts and relax. As I sit here typing, I am realizing that dawn will be here in a few short hours and with it the noise and craziness begins all over again. I know I might be alone in this, but I love the night. There is a calm and peace that I find when the rest of the world sleeps. I can’t explain it…I just feel comfortable and at peace.
This gets me to thinking. In the Bible authors often compare God to the light. A few posts ago, I wrote about a couple of verses in Luke that talks about God’s dawn breaking into the darkness. In the church, we also talk about letting our little lights shine (you remember that old song This Little Light of Mine). At the moment, I am sitting here in the dark thinking about how God has broken into the darkness in my life…and the places in my life that could use a little more light. I know that on some level, most of us our afraid of the dark, but for those who are afraid, there is always hope in the coming dawn when the light shines over the horizon. When the dawn breaks we are able to see those things that frighten us for what they really are. The same holds true in those dark moments that come to us all. Even in the darkest moments before the light makes all things clear to us, we trust to hope because we know that our dawn is close at hand. We can find peace in the darkness because we know that God is always at work bringing about the coming dawn for each of us.
Just something I’m thinking about.