How do you do the dark?
What do you do on those days when all feels lost?
When the steps are hard.
We are a week in to Lent.
Into the time of pulling away.
A time of intentional focus.
A time when the One who came to seek and save sought solace
He dug deep to endure the coming wrath.
He purposefully took time to be in Communion with the Father.
I have noticed each evening the sun set is a little later.
The sun rise. . .a little earlier.
Small insignificant amounts, until you see them as a whole.
I can not see the whole picture of my life.
I have a very narrow perspective.
With a perspective shift, I see differently.
The quilts over the windows give a cozy feel.
Shadows cast from the glowing fire give a warmth to the room.
Small lights add to the homey feel.
Creating an atmosphere of light becomes a fun task.
Candles add to the ambiance.
Warm cider and hot chocolate dominate the table.
Inviting folks to the farmhouse table helps with the dreary.
It is in the dark.
In the quiet that we are most vulnerable.
The place where we can be real.
Time in confession.
Peace and restoration.
These moments are gifts.
In the dark.
I am seeking more.
May these words of my mouth
and this meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight,
LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.
Learning to find holiness in the mundane.
In the hard.
In the dark.
My hope continues to lie in the One who tarried to the Cross.
Who bore all so I might live.
I am shaking off the dark.
Stepping into the glow.