For a long time, the darkness was all I knew.
It was oppressive, it appeared to be all pervasive. I didn’t think there was any other way other than the darkness. Whenever anyone offered a glimmer of something different, it just turned out to be a disappointment like everything else. When I thought there was something I could grab onto that might prove to be better, it just left me disillusioned. The darkness won again. The darkness without and the darkness within. I could never do right for doing wrong.
The only thing that made a difference was when the light broke through. Real, genuine, powerful, darkness defeating light. Only when that came along and shined such a brilliance that I was awestruck – only then did I really begin to see. Begin to see that it was not the darkness that won. Really begin to see that darkness was not all there was. It was only in that light that I could see the road to victory over the darkness. Only by the light.
Bright and illuminating, that light showed something so amazing that whenever I felt the darkness creeping back in, I had every opportunity to just face the light and see darkness flee. When I saw darkness flee because of the light, I knew however bad things got, however difficult times seemed to become, I did not have to be afraid of the dark any longer. The darkness had no hold on me.
The darkness has no no hold on me.
I don’t have to be afraid of the dark even in the worst storms of life. However menacing it gets and dreaded it appears. I need not fear the darkness at all.
Only because the light has come and defeated the darkness.
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For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden
