The Light that Beckons

Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. (James 1:17)


Eyes fixated, focused above;

Necks straining, heavenward,

Waiting for bursts of light

To break through darkness;

The spectacle of fireworks

On a humid summer night

The Fourth of July, a time when many gather together at dusk to meet the darkness and enjoy the array of lights, from wide-eyed children in their parents’ arms to elderly grandparents sitting in lawn chairs, each looking up at the sky with oohs and aahs, laughter, and smiles to watch the colors splash against the night.

A night to remember and talk about the next day. Yet, these lights, in all their man-made ingenuity, are but a dim, dull attempt at creating light.

Light beckons and leads. We are drawn to it, the escape from darkness. One day soon, the eyes of all humankind will be fixated and focused above, not on fireworks, a mere pinpoint when considering the Father of heavenly lights, but on the Son, who is Light. We will all, one day, see the Lord in His glory, a brightness we cannot imagine, breaking through the darkness of this world.

Many are waiting and watching in eager anticipation for this day, while others are looking down in fear.

That day may be on a humid summer night, a frigid wintry day, a stormy summer afternoon, or a calm sunny morning.  But we will all see Him coming:

26 “At that time people will see the Son of Man coming in clouds with great power and glory. 27 And He will send His angels and gather His elect from the four winds, from the ends of the earth to the ends of the heavens. (Mark 13:26-27)

Are we the ones watching with eager eyes for the Lord?


Are we the others trying to avoid the sight of Light?

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)

Heavenly lights sparkling in the night,

Glimpses of promise from the Father.

How often do we gaze above in awe,

Longing to touch the Light beyond?

Are we watching intent with eager eyes,

Waiting with faith through the darkness?

(Sharon  G. Tate blog 07/15/18)  Meditations on God’s Word