"Every day I was with you in the temple courts, and you did not lay a hand on me. But this is your hour-when darkness reigns."
Creeping, day by day, toward the Winter Solstice. December 22nd. The shortest day. The longest night.
The darkest time of the year . . .
The ancients feared it. Dreaded its coming.
Would the sun go away, never to return?
Only in light is there life. Darkness, complete and utter darkness, is death.
The time for demons and witches and hobgoblins to wreak havoc on earth. For ghosts and ghouls to haunt and horrify. Every evil entity rising up to clutch and capture the hearts of men.
The darkness which heightens every fear, real or imagined.
Savage. Brutal. Insidious. Wicked. Cold. Cruel.
Darkness . . .
And, then . . .
The solstice passes. The next day comes. And, the next.
Miracle of miracles! Minute by added minute! The days increase! The nights decrease!
Light returns to the weary world!
In its hope, the shadows flee from mind and heart. The soul is renewed, restored by the promise.
The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned. (Isaiah 9:2)
And, we, too, will see that light anew on Christmas Day.
How will you celebrate the birth of Jesus, the Light of the World, this Christmas?
Will you pray with me?
Thank you, Father, for sending your precious Son to shine His light and the dispel the darkness from our hearts. Let us mirror His heavenly light into all the world. Let us declare His glorious coming! Amen.
Psalms 41, 52 or 44
2 Peter 1:1-11