He is the Light of the World

Lord, I ache to write for You. For Your Glory. I don’t know where to begin. What scripture should I apply today? What message am I supposed to give? My mind is clouded with the fog of distractions. I yearn for clarity.

Some days, my thoughts are without form, without craft. There is a sense of duty and faith, but the words are created only with time and patience, not through forceful intellect. I cannot see them via my will. It is Yours I must anticipate.

Your greatness is beyond compare or comprehension. I mean this not as mere flattery but as a flat statement of Truth. It is the Truth that I sought one autumn eve. The Truth bestowed upon me that I would have known had I eyes to see.

For I was blind. I made myself the center of a world. What is man but an imitation? What he lacks, only You can fulfill. There is no thing or person to satisfy our needs. You are the One.

I am not perfect, but You loved me. My flaws are many, but You love me. I have committed hatred in my heart and bore the cross of evil, but still You loved me. I fell into an abyss so dark there was no hope—a lie bought from the enemy.

You are the Light of the World. In your presence, darkness evaporates. Who can hope to combat this power? For whom is that a worthwhile desire?

Yet we are content to make such claims. We elevated ourselves and worshipped vain images of creation. In our search for godhood, we found only our selfish ambitions and petty knowledge. We are nothing.

And You loved us anyway. How am I to decipher such a puzzle? How can such a profound realization be distilled in the muddied waters of a blog post?

Perhaps it cannot. But I am glad to know You. I am glad to know Your Word. You are the Way, the Truth, and the Life.

The message is apparent for all to see. I did not create it. From the foundation of the world, it was known that You are whom we should seek.

“Anyone who ears to hear should listen!” (Mark 4:9)

“Today, if you hear His voice: Do not harden your hearts.” (Hebrews 4:7)

Through His grace, may I never be completely blind, deaf, or hardened again.