Light

"Even there Thy hand will lead me, and Thy right hand will lay hold of me. If I say, 'Surely the darkness will bruise me, and the light around me will be night.' Even the darkness is not dark to Thee, and the night is as bright as day. Darkness and light are alike to Thee."

In the darkness--in the days when the dark is so overwhelming, it bruises my soul, I am being led by the gentle hand of my loving God. He is my Light, He gives victory in the darkness. His word is "a lamp to my feet, a light to my path." In my desert wanderings He is my pillar of fire that leads me on toward the place of promised rest. He makes me a light to the dark world in which I live so that I might--even in my darkest hours--glorify Him. His bright presence with me in the valley turns death into a powerless shadow. His Spirit uses the magnitude of the light of His Word and exposes the lies and duplicity of the one that comes pretending to be an angel of light whose message would deceive me into thinking that the dark is light.

"The Light of the world is Jesus." The Light of my world is Jesus. "Shine, Jesus, shine!"