Come, O house of Jacob, let us walk in the light of the LORD. Is. 2:5
Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the LORD rises upon you. Is. 60:1
In the stillness of end of the week repose, the heart fills with sorrow as I ruminate over the struggles that were placed in my ear these many days. The struggles of others, whispered across tiny chips that translate human thoughts into printed soul stories on hand held and lap filled screens. It matters not that we have moved beyond the breath whispered telling from voice to ear, that wondrous science enables the telling of each story.
Struggle is still the message.
Sorrow is still the burden.
Every listening person will still hear the wailing hearts of humanity in bondage, of crippling pain, of sons suffering and daughters lost, of lives in darkness.
I reach deep into my faith to individually respond with all that I know of my Lord’s words and promises. Striving to bring some hint of God’s miraculous light and hope to eyes that have been crying, to minds that are wrestling, to lives that are breaking. To continue to honor the knowing by carrying the story into my days through repeated prayers and acts of support on behalf of each hurting heart. To claim the strength and assurance of God’s light for all, myself included, I stand for those who struggle hourly to rise beyond all that grips their lives.
Here at the end of the week, in today’s stillness, I reach beyond the darkness and determine to STAND in the LIGHT.