Light is Dawning

Five years ago, I think I would have said the light was dawning.

It had been a hard five years previous—perhaps the hardest I’d ever known. For almost the entirety of it, I had been sicker than I’d ever been before in my life, and for a good three-and-a-half years, I’d been without a church also.

There had been good things—things I still feel had a major impact on my future life—but it was hard to see them at the time.

Now, with a new house, a new city, new access to dozens of churc...