When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” ~John 8:12
A few weeks ago, I awoke in the middle of the night to see a bright circle of light coming through our bedroom window. It was super bright and shining right on my face. In a bit of a panic, I called to my husband. My groggy brain had one thought: who would be shining a flashlight through our window in the middle of the night!? Adrenaline kicking in, I sat up and began shaking my husband frantically… At about this time, I came to realize that it wasn’t a flashlight. It was the moon.*
I took a minute to verify that I was safe, that this was a moon shinning through the window (not a flashlight). Took another minute to look around our room, and see how everything was fully illuminated. Then I looked down at my husband who had been smacked and shaken… and he was snoring. And I thought, wouldn’t it be nice if I could sleep through almost anything.** I slowly laid back down and stared at the brilliantly, shining moon.
It got me thinking (because the adrenaline wasn’t going to let me go back to sleep anytime soon) how far that light had to travel to get to my window and wake me up. That light came all the way from the sun, which was happily shinning on the other side of the earth. That light had to reach all the way around the earth and bounce off the moon just so it could make it to my bedroom window. I understand how this works scientifically and that it is happening all the time. Right now someone is looking at the moon and I’m sure they aren’t thinking it’s anything unusual or overly special. But seriously, that light had to come a really long way, around a pretty big obstacle, and then reflect off of the moon, and travel another considerably long distance to my bedroom window.***
I laid there thinking how neat light is. And then, of course, how Jesus said, “I am the light of the world.” And it felt like God was using that moonlight to say, “Found ya!” You can’t get away from That Guy’s love! He will come any distance, around any obstacle, and more- just to find you. He will come down from heaven, take on the shape of a baby, live in this world, endure the cross, rise from the grave… God will do all that because He loves you.
So then… what are we worrying about!?!?
Paul sums it up for us:
What, then, shall we say in response to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us? He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things? Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies. Who then is the one who condemns? No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us. Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? As it is written:
“For your sake we face death all day long;
we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
~Romans 8:31-39; emphasis added
Wherever you are right now, God knows. He knows where you are and what you are doing. And right now, right where you are, whatever you are doing- He is loving you. You are His creation. You are precious, wanted, and loved.
We thank you, Lord, that we cannot escape this undeserved unconditional love. We thank you that while we face all sorts of trials in life, the one thing we can always count on is your love. We may not always understand your ways, or the reasons we face hardship. We may feel frightened, alone, angry- we might even despair at times. But through all of this, you are searching us out time and again just to whisper I love you. Help us to hear your voice in all of the noise that surrounds us. Help us to see your hands in all the business of this crazy world. Help us to feel your love and mercy even when we are at the end of our tether and wondering if we have anything left to give. Please fill us up again with Your good things. Fill us up with love and peace, with hope and joy. Help us to trust in the promises you have left us in Your Word. In Jesus name, Amen.
*Am I the only one who make ridiculous assumptions in the middle of the night? Assuming the moon is some creepy peeping tom with a flashlight? Assuming that the toilet backing up is an intruder with gastrointestinal problems? Also there is the water softener that every now and then convinces me the basement is on fire…
**In regards to my husband’s ability to continue sleeping, even if a marching band came through our house: 1. This is really not an exaggeration. But 2. While I am the one who always gets up for every little noise in the middle of the night. On the night the stop sign flew through our yard, I was the one who slept through the ordeal. It was my wonderful husband who got up and talked to the police in his pajamas. But this is a story for another day!
***This is where I feel like the seagull from the ‘Little Mermaid.’ When he grabs the crab around the neck and starts shaking him yelling, “Do you understand the words that are comin’ out of my mouth!?!” It’s such a simple idea that I can’t be sure I’m being understood…? Or I just have communication issues…