Earlier this week, we had an electrical problem in our house--something had shorted out, and a significant portion of our house was not receiving electricity and it couldn't be solved at the circuit breaker, so we called our handy electrician. The problem was quickly recognized and solved with an easy solution, and everyone moved on with life fully lit. But in the couple of days of darkness, I had a realization:
Speaking figuratively, we know that our lives and others' are filled with many light and dark moments. Sometimes, we just have to bump into enough walls to find the light switch, but other times, it seems too difficult or too risky to turn on the light; we must call for help. The electrician comes, shows us the problem, rewires the broken circuit and helps us fix it. Soon, we're back in the light. But what if we didn't have that electrician? What if we were so used to living in darkness, we didn't yearn for light, and no one knew what we were missing?
Stay with me. Let's say that God is light, Jesus our electrician, and we, through the Spirit, the wires. When the light of God was disappearing, Jesus came, rewired the system and got it working again, implementing an expanding circuit of wires, capable of spreading light throughout the world. Jesus continues to make an impact, to plant sources of light, as long as us wires don't malfunction. Who do you know that doesn't know the electrician? Who is living in darkness because he hasn't found working wires?
We are the light. Shine bright; you never know whose darkness you're penetrating.
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