Light Fantastic

Tonight around 7 I drove to Moe's for dinner. Taking a break from writing and working out I was blessed to see a devastating sunset. It's been a while...

This sunset was not full of colors. It did not swallow up the entire sky with its glow. It was not one of those neat inverted sunsets, but it was awe-inspiring. So much so that I wanted, even seriously considered, driving into it until it had set over the horizon. It was just the sun in the sky with clouds passing through, but as they passed the light came so boldly through that the edges of the cloud seemed peeled back by the light. Sometimes we forget the power of the light. That it is hardly understood and yet so commonplace to us we forget it's place in the world. When I think of light I think of God in this dark world. No less do I think about the scriptures on light; not the least of which is John 12:46.

"I have come as a light to shine in this dark world, so that all who put their trust in me will no longer remain in the dark."

Today, briefly, this verse took on a more tangible tone for me. It was wonderful. What do you think about in the sight of a sunset? Color? Vastness? Technicalities? These are all good, I think these things as well, but don't forget the artist; don't forget the lights creator.