Lights are glimmering everywhere I look. The twinkling lights on a tree, the blinking decorations on buildings, the warm, soft glow of candles. Lights are beckoning me to remember that the Christmas season is all about light . . . His Light.
I find myself thinking about the time when there was no light. The earth was without form and there was no light, just darkness that covered the void of existence. And then God spoke four simple, but all-powerful, Almighty words . . .
And there was light. And it was good.
My mind marvels at this. From the very beginning of creation, His light shines in the darkness, yet the darkness did not overcome it. And throughout scripture Light beckons man.
So at this time of celebration of the birth of a little baby called Jesus, the light that is on my mind is the guiding light that beckoned the simple shepherds and the credentialed wise men to the Savior. This little baby who was born in a lowly, dark manger came to be Light to this dark world.
“I am the light of the world. Anyone who follows Me will never walk in the darkness but will have the light of life.”
Yes, lights are glimmering everywhere. Around every corner there are lights blinking and twinkling, gleaming in bright colors or shimmering like icicles. Lights flickering from the glow of candles or warm fires burning. The lights beckon us to get lost in the glow of the hustle and the bustle.
But let’s not miss the Light of the World, whose birth we celebrate.
Without His Light, we walk in darkness – no matter how bright the lights of the world seem to shine around us.
I want to be a light for Him.