The Darkness of my Heart

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Photo by John Hill, Sonlite Photography, Dayton, OH

Darkness scares me.  I remember as a child being afraid of the dark and being thankful for any sliver of light that would diminish the darkness.  Heck, who am I kidding?  If my husband is out of town, I still sleep with the light on so I can see.  Danger, monsters, the unknown lurk in the darkness.

Darkness outside scares me, but the darkness in my heart terrifies me even more.  Pride lurks in every corner.  Anger plays hide and seek. Unforgiveness covers the floor like a thick sheen of dust. Sarcasm adorns the walls. Apathy provides a comfortable place to recline.  Callousness and hardness provide frames for difficult memories that rest on the end tables. Complaining, gossip and negativity walk around like they own the place.  Fear, oh, the fear that spreads the stench that permeates my heart.

Rather gloomy, eh?

But, thanks be to God who said, “Let light shine out of darkness has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.”

But, thanks be to God, “For what we proclaim is NOT ourselves, but Jesus Christ as Lord with ourselves as your servants for Jesus sake.”

But, thanks be to God, “For at one time you were darkness, but now you are light in the Lord.  Walk as children of light (for the fruit of light is found in all that is good and right and true) and try to discern what is pleasing to the Lord.

It is a daily, moment by moment choice to lay my heart and life before God.  Only He can bring the beautiful, glorious light.

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