I taught my girls a social studies lesson last night while I made chicken enchiladas for the college students whose Bible Study we were hosting. Somehow, it is in the menial tasks that I find the courage to impart truth.
They ran back and forth between the kitchen and our big world globe and it took them far too many tries to locate Israel and its neighbors. It a few stumbling attempts for me and their father to tell them the little we truly know about those countries and their people. We talked about Abraham and his sons and God’s promises to both those boys that are being played out today in our lives right here in America.
We talked about how fear is strong but God is love.
And love trumps hate no matter if you’re left or right or stuck somewhere in the middle.
Then our power went out and the wind kicked up and snow and sleet poured down in fury and vengeance. For fifteen minutes, our world stayed dark and wind whipped the trees and we left dinner on the counter and sat in the basement.
Then the sun came out–so strong and bright I needed no extra light for the bit longer the power remained out. Golden light flooded my kitchen windows and pooled on our hardwood floors and there was no sign of a storm, only skies becoming bluer by the second. Skies that washed only a short time later with the brilliance of a winter sunset.
Because the light always triumphs over the dark.
“You are the salt of the earth; but if the salt loses its flavor, how shall it be seasoned? It is then good for nothing but to be thrown out and trampled underfoot by men.
14 “You are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hidden. 15 Nor do they light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a lampstand, and it gives light to all who are in the house.
–Matthew 5: 13-15 NKJ
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Happy sigh. I needed this. Thanks, friend.