Come…let us walk in the light of the LORD. Isaiah 2:5
The freak snowstorm of Saturday, October 29, left millions of homes in the dark for several days, and mine was no exception. What I soon learned, however, was that I could use my gas stove regardless, so I could still manage to whip something up for dinner that night. A nice steaming pot of chili seemed just the thing. Only one problem, I didn’t have enough daylight time left to see what I was cooking. Thankfully, I was able to use all those candlesticks I got over 25 years ago as wedding gifts and fit them with the many candles I keep on hand. Plus I love using little votives outside in the summer, so I had loads of those around too.
This wasn’t so bad. Lit by the flicker of many candles, I was able to see what I was doing pretty well. So I made “Chili for a Crowd” and invited my sister and her family for dinner, since they too were in the dark. We had a cozy evening by the fire. And though a bit chilled, we were able to snuggle up in our beds and enjoy a good night’s sleep.
As the saying goes, after darkness comes the light.
When I awoke the next morning, I donned my cozy winter robe and padded down to the kitchen in my fuzzy slippers. A cup of something warm was in order…and I could still use my stove.
“Whaaa?” I uttered in surprise as I surveyed the kitchen. Despite the dim light of the night before, I thought I had done a pretty good job of cleaning up. In fact, I made a point of it, since I dread getting up in the morning to face a big mess.
So much for that…sloppy red spills dripped down the front of my porcelain stove, bean-ey chili sat in pools drying on my counters, and crumbs from a crusty loaf of bread were sprinkled on my kitchen table. I just hadn’t seen this in the dark.
And it struck me. This is just like my heart…If I don’t open up to God, come to Him and seek, ask Him to shed His light on and in me, I can miss the little mess building up inside. Comparison and envy can drip down over my heart. Pools of contempt can harden my heart. Little crumbs of unforgiveness can pile up.
Just like my kitchen, I want to come clean!
So what can I do about this? I have to come to God with an open contrite heart, acknowledge that there are probably a few dark thoughts, feelings, actions that need His light. Then, once I confess, I have to believe what God tells me, that I am forgiven and free.
Tell Me Your Story
What do you do to keep the mess of sin from building up in your heart? How do you invite God to shed light on your darkness? What did you learn from the terrible storm of October 2011?