The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness, on them has light shone.
Isaiah is as poignant a poet as he is a prophet, and this visual here in Isaiah 9:2 has stuck with me ever since I first read it a few years back. Think of it, friend: haven’t you ever lost power in a really bad thunderstorm and had to anxiously fumble around in the dark for a candle or a flashlight? That’s the sort of permeating darkness I feel in our own land today. People are lost and confused, scrambling around from cause to cause, from politic to politic, from riot to riot, looking for whatever wisdom and meaning and truth they can scrounge up. You’d think the old cell towers of Constitutions and Civil Rights movements and Great Awakenings would provide help, but they can’t; not when a hellish hurricane is sweeping through the airwaves and knocking out all the power.
Nevertheless, Heaven’s light resonates deeper than hell’s darkness, and Christ wants to shine through you today. So be a candle on the counter; be a flashlight in the drawer; be a little spark of hope in a storm-torn world.