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Basking in the Son

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Jesus’ transfiguration must have been an impressive sight. His face “shone like the sun” (Matthew 17:2), and his clothes became “as bright as a flash of lightning” (Luke 9:29), “dazzling white, whiter than anyone in the world could bleach them” (Mark 9:3). The disciples weren’t even seeing Jesus in all His glory, because no sinful human can do that and live, but they saw Him in a more glorified state than anyone else had. It’s interesting that Moses was there, because He was another person who had not only seen God’s glory, but also been “transfigured,” in a sense. When He came down Mount Sinai after being in God’s presence, his face was radiant as well, similar to the way Jesus’ face shone on the Mount of Transfiguration. But it might surprise you to learn that you are in the process of being transfigured as well.

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Exposed by the Light

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It is a beautiful sunny morning today; a welcome relief from the gray days we’ve had recently. So I opened the blinds to let in the light. That was a mistake. We have tile floors through much of the house, and the natural light that brightened the day also illuminated the dirt and crumbs on the floor. Every. Single. Particle. It looked awful. Without the natural light, I could almost fool myself into believing that the floor was clean enough, but once the light was shining on it, that illusion was gone. There was no other way around it. My floor was dirty.

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Are You Afraid of the Dark?

I  have a confession to make. I’m scared of the dark. Well, let me clarify that. I am, in fact, downright terrified of the dark in certain situations. Oh, I’m okay at home in bed at night. I don’t need a nightlight or get scared that there are monsters under the bed. But if I have to walk outside to my car in a parking lot after dark, yeah, I’m scared. Walking into a dark church to practice organ is a terrifying experience for me. I literally break into a sweat walking past all those empty pews to get to the organ. I’ve even had my husband come over with me on occasion if I’m really spooked. There’s just something about darkness that’s unsettling. Anything could be lurking out there. And my imagination works overtime in the dark, as all those urban legends come to mind. Darkness can be a very scary thing.  Turn on a light, however, and everything changes. Once I turn on the lights in the sanctuary, I still have to walk past all those empty pews, but I’m not afraid anymore. The light is assuring, comforting, showing me that my path is clear.

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The Beauty of Brokenness

My daughter’s room has a blackout shade.  That shade has a tear in it, which of course means light seeps in through the crack.  One’s eye can’t help but be drawn to that flaw in the blind.  Forget the rest of the pristine white canvas, it’s the tear that draws attention.  I find this to be a fitting description of life as well.  The “broken” parts of your life are the ones that people notice. Continue reading “The Beauty of Brokenness”

A Light in the Closet

Instead of a nightlight, I turn on the closet light for my children at bedtime.  At first, when our eyes are used to the bright fluorescent bulbs in the rest of the house, this is a tough adjustment.  Even with the closet door wide open, the light appears dim.  But as our eyes adjust, that light which once appeared so dim now seems way too bright.  So every night I go into their rooms and close the closet door.  That light is still shining as brightly as it was before, but now it is contained behind a closed door.  Light seeps out around the cracks and underneath the bottom, so it’s enough to comfort them if they wake up,  but it’s not enough to offend the eyes if they awaken from a deep sleep. Continue reading “A Light in the Closet”

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