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Photo by Derek Dye 2020 |
As we anxiously awaited the landfall of Hurricane Milton in
Florida on October 9, my family and I were gathered around the TV in our living
room, appreciating the knowledgeable, fully illustrated commentary of Denis
Phillips, the meteorologist we consider most trustworthy. We huddled together
comfortably in our warm, fuzzy robes and slippers, hearing the reassuring hum
of the air conditioning, refrigerator, and air purifiers we had cranked up to
keep the temperature low. We had anticipated that we might lose power, and it
was unseasonably warm outside, even for Florida.
The motion sensor light outside the sliding glass door was
constantly triggered by a hibiscus branch whipping about in the wind,
illuminating the branch as if it were a floating cloud of plasma or ghostly
apparition. Despite the storm raging outside, the familiar sight of our
furnishings and autumn decorations helped us feel anchored in our surroundings
and in the comforts of home.
After a few transient flickers and dimming of the lights,
Denis suddenly stopped mid-sentence, the colorful radar map disappeared, and we
lost all power. In an instant, we went from sensory overload to being in the
dark. Now that the TV and appliances were off, and we couldn’t see outside, the
sounds of every branch scraping or falling on the roof were magnified. Even the
usual creaks in the house were amplified, taking on an ominous significance.
Thankfully, we had each other’s company, voices, and dim
light and shadows cast by flashlights. Praise God, we discovered by the light
of day that we had no structural damage to the house! But as I write this, eight
days later, we are still without power and in the dark, at least at night. What
a reminder not to take for granted all the many blessings God provides for us
each day! (Ephesians 1:3). As the old saying goes, “What if we
had today only those things we thanked God for yesterday?”
This experience of being in physical darkness brings to
mind what it was like to be in spiritual darkness (Ephesians 6:12),
before I knew Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior by trusting in His death,
burial and resurrection (1 Corinthians 15: 1-4) as the only Way
to Heaven (John 14:6).
Without electricity, we stumble in dimly lit rooms, trip
over even familiar objects, fuss over a can of Sterno for what seems like
forever to heat a small cup of coffee, and try to coordinate our chores with
whatever daylight is available in different rooms. We must be careful where we
place our keys, flashlight or other necessary items, because if we forget, we
are unlikely to spot them later! We are uncomfortable in the Florida heat and
humidity, take cold (very brief!) showers, and read our Bible more, by
flashlight, instead of watching TV (an unexpected blessing!).
Without the white noise generated by appliances, the
silence is deafening. I can hear the Brownian motion, that strange vibration of
air molecules colliding with one another. “Cleaning” in the dark is an
adventure! Working by indirect daylight, I finally thought I had cleaned our
glass-topped dining table, only to find more streaks and smudges as the sun
changed its position relative to the window.
Before I was saved (Isaiah 45:22; John 3:17;
10:9; Acts 2:21; 4:12; 16:31; Romans 5:9-10;
10:9,13), I was lost, not knowing what direction my life should go,
falling into the devil’s traps more often than not (2 Timothy 2:26; Ephesians
6:11), and wearing myself out by trying to do everything in my own
flesh (Galatians 6:8), instead of relying on the One Who has
infinite power, wisdom, and knowledge (Revelation 15:3; Psalm 139).
I was never satisfied, even when things were going well by worldly standards.
Although well-educated and informed, I could not hear or
understand Him, for preaching and Scripture seem foolish and antiquated to the
unsaved (1 Corinthians 1:18-23). I kept seeking spiritual wisdom
and learning about different religions, but I was never able to come to a
knowledge of the truth (2 Timothy 3:7). I was vaguely aware of my shortcomings, but
when I tried to “clean up my act,” I lacked the spiritual discernment to know
that only the shed blood of Jesus Christ can wash away my sins (Revelation
1:5).
When we had electric power, a simple flick of a switch or a
pressed button lit up a room, cooled the house, cooked our food, or opened the
gateway to knowledge and communication opportunities on the Internet. Now that
I know the Light of the World (John 1:9), I am His light in the
world (Matthew 5:14), and His Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light
unto my path (Psalm 119:105). No matter what the ambient sounds,
or lack thereof, I can hear His still, small voice guiding me (1 Kings 19:12),
and I can be still in the raucous din of the world and know that He is God (Psalm
46:10).
But as we are reminded, electric power is fickle, and
despite being instantly available when working, it is totally inaccessible when
storms damage the lines or transformers. Praise God, His power is unlimited,
instantaneous, and always immediately available 24/7 to His children who call
on Him in prayer (1 Thessalonians 5:17).
We continue to pray for all those affected by the
devastation of Hurricanes Helene and Milton, and that power and Internet will
be restored at our house, which we know is but a small need compared to what
many others face. But God encourages us to bring all our prayer requests to
Him, no matter how large or small, and we have faith that He is working all things together for our ultimate good and for His glory! (Romans 8:28).
We praise and thank Him for the safety of our family, loved
ones, and church family and for preserving our homes. May those in physical
darkness have electricity restored, and more importantly, may those in
spiritual darkness come to know Him before it is too late! May we who are His
light in the world let His Light reflect from us to others, so that they too
may see, know and trust Him!
John 12:46: I am come a light into the world, that whosoever believeth on me should not abide in darkness.
© 2024 Laurie Collett