I read a lot there’s no question of how it’s one of my favourite past times. There are times where all I read is blogs and I find something that resonates with me and I just have to share. This is one of my personal picks that after I read it stayed with me. So without further ado, I would like to introduce you to my guest blogger Angie from Growing up in Lord blog. You can see her at her website and also follow along on her journey on her Facebook page.
The most shocking thing no one told me before moving to Germany: It’s dark in winter and the sun is “up” until 10-11 PM during the summer. The winter now drawing to a close is the darkest in recorded history (you will likely have to translate this page unless you are fluent in German). Maybe simply because I had a new baby or because my husband was deployed or because I’m away from family, this winter was also challenging emotionally and spiritually. This week, the sunshine has returned, and I have insisted on soaking it up – taking the kids for a walk up our hill and back down. Not only does the sunshine make me feel better, the walking does, too AND I’m more capable of doing this steep walk than I have been in a long time.
Naturally, upon reading the article referenced above, I immediately drew several spiritual points. Numerous scriptures contain light vs. darkness (Bible Gateway found 55 passages).
1. Darkness is followed by light. Not just in evening/morning or winter/spring, but in getting through the storms of life as well. All trials and sufferings come to an end.
2. The sun (or Son) is always shining, even when cannot see or feel the presence of Light.
3. Even in the darkest of times, some light can be found. I enjoyed the average of only 96 hours of sunshine this winter.
4. Perspective matters. The easy response is to look at the cloudy gloom and stay under the covers. The more challenging action is to face the day and be a light to those around you. I have a built-in defense against staying in bed all day: children. Once Dietrich is up, he is up until bedtime. He requires food and a certain amount of entertainment/activity during the day. He also changes the way I look at things. One of the first snows we had (in Colorado) that he also had some verbal skills, he called the snowflakes “bubbles” and was thrilled watching them fall and clump together from our window. Even though he knows words like “snowflake” now, he still finds a calm joy in watching the snow fall from the window. My favorite part of snow is the way everything is covered in white, making it appear clean and pure (another analogy for God’s grace and the Blood of Jesus covering our sins and making us holy).