John 8:12
Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, ‘I am the light of the
world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness but will have the light
of life.’
How long, O Light?
Holy One, my friend. I
need you in these morning hours … and all the day long. My soul cries out for
you, for you alone.
How long will I look
for grace where it cannot be found? How long will I seek my food and health in
the words of others … and not in the light of your face?
You light shines where
it will. You shine in every grace and beauty, in every word of encouragement
and act of love, in each moment of quiet understanding when eye meets eye and
the heart knows what it needs to know to live, to love, to shout with joy at
the sheer exultation of existence.
How I hunger for that
freedom this day when arrows from unexpected hands strike and wound the heart.
I hunger for what you alone can give, so here I am again, aching for your
voice.
“Turn from all that is
not me,” I hear you say. “I am light. Look for light where I chose to shine on
your heart. People will disappoint. Their needs and desires will turn them from
you and against you.
“But not me. I am light,
and I shine through eyes that love and hearts that know and treasure what I
have done in yours. So go there; be there. Bask in the grace that receives and
enables you to be the soul you are, giving little thought to those who will not
or cannot provide what your heart requires.
"They are not the food
and drink you need. You will fail to find what your heart needs in the hearts
of those who serve. They cannot sustain you. Heart wounds heal in the light I
am. Find your place in the sun of my grace. Seek nothing else, and you will
live."
Pr. David L. Miller
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