Until the Lights Turned On

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They thought they were alone

Until the lights turned on.

In a dark room,

Wading through their own problems

With no answers.

Trying to find clarity in the muddled mess

Of human existence in a broken world.

Where were the answers they were looking for?

What was the meaning of

Words like hope, peace, freedom, joy…?

Up to this point, they had only been

Words whispered outside these four cold walls:

Barely heard above the noisy din of life,

Not much more than a vapor, and

Always

Out 

Of 

Reach.

How to get from here to there, they had no idea.

Backs against the wall, heads bowed in defeat.

They knew only the agony of isolation,

Not the blanket of peaceful solitude.

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Then the lights turned on.

They covered their eyes to adjust to the blinding brightness.

One looked up, and saw another.

And then another saw another.

Their eyes were filled with wonder and questioning.

Each one had thought they were alone,

But then the light turned on.

 

But wait a second, where was this light coming from?

One by one, they turned their gaze.

Could it be?

It was not just the light-

It was the Light.

It was not just the sun-

It was the Son.

 

It was the Healer Himself.

Come to heal the wounds,

Answer the questions,

Deliver the truth,

Spread the love,

Save the souls,

And dispel the darkness.

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In His outstretched hand, He held a key.

He asked only one thing of them that day,

Short and simple:

“Come. Rise up, and follow me.”

Did that mean life was forever simple

For those who followed? Absolutely not.

There were episodes of doubt amidst all the unknown.

There were times they questioned why they had followed.

There were storms, fog, valleys, and questions.

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But because of the Light Himself,

Hope was no longer just a vapour.

It was available.

Love was no longer a fairy tale.

It was the essence of true, abundant life itself.

Freedom was not only a dream.

It was reality.

Joy was not only written on the wish list.

It was written on their faces.

 

They thought they were alone,

Until the Light came in.

 

“In him was life, and the life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” {John 1:4,5}

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