After a long day of work I walk into my apartment around 10:00 pm and realize that I have no power. In fact there is an entire section of Hollywood that has lost the ability to log on to their much needed computers.
As I rummage through the apartment, and my mind, trying to remember where we keep the matches, I realize that my coffee pot is still plugged in and working. Yes! Beside the fact that God knows me by allowing my coffee to still be available, there is now a slight chance that power could be coming back. As, I begin testing things throughout the house I come to the realization there is just a random outlet that didn’t loose power.
I continued my search for matches, and upon finding them I decide to light a candle. As I lit the match I my eyes hurt from the light. I had been in the darkness for about 15 minutes, and my eyes had adjusted to their temperary environment. Then, I was in awe. I forgot how much light is given in a single room by one candle. I was able to see things I couldn’t see without it. After I light a few more, I move the radio, and plug it into the working outlet in the kitchen. It is set to our Christmas station and is playing Chestnuts roasting on an open fire.
My roommate arrives home and we decide to move our refridgerator to a working outlet and save the groceries we had purchased just a few days ago. We sit around our apartment sharing our Christmas memories. It was a night that was needed.
I had been so consumed by the hurry of my life that I hadn’t taken any time to just be. God had put to rest any distractions, and allowed an opprotunity to arrise to remind me of the power of His light. Even in the darkest places of our hearts and of the world. Somewhere there is a working outlet. There is a place for us to “plug in” and refuel. There is light. A light that can not only show us the way, but save us from ourselves.
Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkeness, but the darkness has not understood it. There came a man who was sent from God; his name was John. He came as a witness to testify concerning the light, so that through him all men might believe. He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light. The true light that gives light to every man was coming into the world.
He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him. Yet to all who received him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God- children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God.
The Word became flesh and made his dwelling amoung us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.
John 1: 3-14
