Did I mention it was really 4:30 in the morning? (Dreaded daylight savings time!)
I thought the bulb burned out, and grabbed another to replace it. Meanwhile, the ambition's getting cold. The light bulb didn't work. Seems the tumble did more damage than I thought. I put the bulb back in the lamp I
It was a lot of trouble for a little bit of light. At 4:30 in the morning (the government's not fooling me!).
Finally, I found my place in John and started reading. Obviously Jesus loves irony.
Once again Jesus spoke to the people. This time he said, "I am the light for the world! Follow me, and you won't be walking in the dark. You will have the light that gives life."
Before I came to know Jesus, I was walking in the dark. I'd gotten pretty good at navigating, but I still stumbled. I didn't realize I could leave the darkness, that I didn't have to stay. Then I heard about the Light. My attempts to incorporate Him into my life were futile...much like putting the bulb into the broken lamp. Only surrender and the realization that I could not create my own light brought me to a place of true illumination.
Even after I found the Light, my heart would wander back to darkness. Unaccustomed to it, I fumbled my way through. I was walking with a flashlight in my hand, but never turning it on. I had it, but where was the benefit? Only in following Jesus, in spending time with Him daily, am I able to walk in the light and to clearly see where He wants to take me.
It's a wonderful sight to behold.