The People Walking In Darkness
What do we know about darkness?
To us, darkness is yellow.
It’s the color of street lights.
It drains the world of color but not of detail.
What would it be like to see…nothing?
To feel isolated and alone?
To live under the control of empires and powers too strong to oppose?
To long for change, but fear to hope that change is possible?
To lose confidence that God has any power to alter the world?
But darkness is also a place of concealment.
A place where we can mask our true selves.
A place to hide the things we don’t like about us.
Perhaps we know darkness after all.
The people walking in darkness have seen a great light…
Ah yes, the light.
We know about that!
The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes. But little lord Jesus no crying he makes.
But this baby is also the light of the world.
The harsh light of day, penetrator of dark corners, revealer of blind spots
Who tramples on rose colored glasses and heals jaundiced eyes.
This is the light that will not be tamed, controlled or confined.
We coo over the baby in the manger, and attempt to cut God down to size,
And make him in our image.
For what could be dangerous about a tiny child?
Yet the coming light will overturn empires, rule with justice and righteousness,
See into the heart of us and save the world.
God was born as a boy and made his dwelling among us.
That doesn’t mean that because we know babies,
We know all there is to know about God.
So watch and prepare for the coming of the light.
Greet the coming with joy, and also fear.
Watch and wait.
Expect to be surprised.
But not comfortable.
Watch and wait.
via Grace, A community in Ealing UK