Have
you ever been in a building or room that’s new to you; without any
good source of light? I remember as a child I was visiting my cousin
on his farm. We were playing in the upper floor or loft of the barn.
It was pretty much full of hay bales but enough of them were spread
around that it was perfect for chasing each other around. With
evening approaching and the lights turned off it was perfect for
generating just a little bit of fear. I was running across the floor
and jumped over a couple bales, thinking that I would hide behind
them. Instead, my feet hit nothing but air and within a second I
found myself lying in a manger - on the main floor. I’d gone
completely through a hole in the floor that had been put there to
push hay down to animals below. The hole, barely bigger than the
width of my body, could have inflicted some pretty good bruises had I
hit the sides. I never touched a thing. I went straight down into
some soft hay and was now looking straight into the eyes of a big
black Angus bull. He looked back at me like humans falling out of the
sky happened quite regularly. I scrambled to my feet, climbed out of
the stall and made a mental note to never jump into the unknown
again.
Life
is like that. We are strangers on earth, foreigners not knowing which
customs are important, which are vulgar or dangerous. That is why the
light of the Gospel is so precious. It presents and unfailing guide
for any and every situation. In the light of Jesus' purity, the true
and dangerous nature of sin is laid out for us to see clearly.
As
the saying goes - I know the Sun exists, not because I can see it,
but because of the Son, I can see everything else clearly.
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