As we approach the ultimate darkness, a day we call Good Friday, I find myself reflecting on why that’s so. Perhaps God’s mystery is revealed in darkness. In Genesis 1:2,3, we’re told the world was void and darkness covered the earth. And God said, “Let there be light. And there was light.” Just like that.
When alone and afraid, I run through darkness. Perhaps I should embrace it. Perhaps. For hidden within its shapeless shape, is a pin point of light that beckons. It twirls like a ballerina, full of grace; etches a sunrise; reveals a presence of goodness that truly never left us. As a fresh canvas waits for its artist or a night sky its stars, we await the risen Christ. He always comes back to us, the essence of love.