“Even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you” (Psalm 139:12 NIV).
I’m always at my worst when facing grieving people. I usually dash in the other direction after I fail to find something meaningful to say.
So, instead of talking I pray. Since my last post about losing our baby, I find myself sorting through stories of grieving families. My story of daring God to show me 1,000 ways He turned around the tragedy touched some people.
And what I heard back touched me.
I spent the first part of Thanksgiving morning weeping for a guy named Thomas that I will probably never meet. After losing a 5-month old baby two years ago, he still feels the sting.
Today my heart is heavy for Kristi whose baby was born sleeping at 39 weeks.
If you follow my blog you know I, too, am walking through a bit of darkness now. That’s why remembering my college humanities course—and what I learned about dark spaces on a canvas brings me so much comfort.
In this class I became obsessed with Chiaroscuro art.
I studied painters like Caravaggio and George de La Tour and went through a Noir film stage. But it was the paintings I loved best.
I relished the contrast between light and darkness. I loved the way shadows gave way to light. The highlighted scenes seemed to jump right off the dim backdrop.
At length I studied these works and always focused my eyes on the light.
In this season where God is painting dark hues on the canvas of my life, I’m trying to remember the purpose of darkness. Our dark moments serve as a backdrop for the glory of God.
How else would we know God’s magnificence if we had nothing to compare it to? Earlier this week, I penned these words in my journal.
In our darkness, we have an opportunity to see the light, to gaze at it. We have an opportunity to keep step with the Prince of Light when we, ourselves, cannot see. Darkness, too, is a gift in that sense.
How beautiful of God to use light to describe Himself. He created light in the beginning. With only a word he commanded light to be.
He created the world in darkness. When it was formless and void and darkness hung over the deep waters, it was there where God hovered over the surface, right there within the darkness (Gen 1: 1-2).
In the midst of His creating in us, sometimes darkness remains. Sometimes God’s spirit in us must dwell in seeming darkness, but God always comes and says, “Let there be light.”
May God be your light today in the middle of your darkness.
“I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars.” ― Og Mandino