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The finest Lace is created in a dark room. The intricate weaving of the fine threads takes place in a dark room. There is but one small window overhead through which the sun’s light beams onto the threads being delicately woven by hand. Only the piece of lace emerging from the weaver’s fingers is illuminated.
There is a lot of darkness in life. In the bigger picture, much of it is only momentary. But there are those times . . . seasons . . . when the darkness seems to surround us. We cannot see the path ahead. We may not even be capable of seeing tomorrow. We stumble over things on our way that we had not known were there. We may not be aware of any others with whom we share the darkness. The next step to take is not clear, and a sense of dread and fear begins to surround us, making its way into our thoughts . . . into our hearts.
We long for some light. We long to have a sense of ‘Where am I?” “Where am I going?” Fear begins its paralyzing work.
But God is there. From the Beginning, He has brought His Light into our darkness. It may seem like only a small flicker of Light, but it is enough to permeate the darkness, even if it seems but a little candle’s flame.
When we find ourselves unexpectedly in darkness, the minutes seem to last longer. Whatever we were doing slows or stops. I stop. Awareness of anyone else’s presence in the space becomes greater. Interactions increase. Focus changes.
I’ll never forget sharing an elevator in a tall building with a deaf woman. I barely knew her. We had only nodded a simple acknowledgement to one another when we entered the elevator from the top floor. The door closed, the descent began, …and all the power went out! Elevator stopped. Lights gone. Utter blackness surrounded us. And fear. What was happening??? Then, her hand found mine, and we began fingerspelling into each other’s palms…Helen Keller style. By the time the power returned, we’d made a very unexpected connection. The moments of darkness created a moment of relationship.
The God of Light (“…in Whom there is no darkness…”) steps into our darkness and into our dark world, and “…then there is Light…” The darkness makes us long for the Light.
And He is there. . . intricately weaving the Threads that will create something very beautiful.