A few weeks ago I heard a story about Robert Louis Stevenson, author of such literary work like Treasure Island. Robert was a Scottish boy growing up in the 19th century. Robert would sit and watch out the window as the lamplighters would work their way down the streets with their torches bringing the street lamps to light. One night his parents noticed him and asked him what he was doing. And very excitedly Robert exclaimed, “Look at that man! He’s is punching holes in the darkness!”
These past few weeks this story has been soaking into my mind, heart and soul.
Punching holes in the darkness.
Our world is filled with darkness.
The darkness of anxiety.
The darkness of depression.
The darkness of loss.
The darkness of addiction.
The darkness of deceit.
The darkness of abuse.
The darkness of racism.
The darkness of terminal illness.
There is a lot of darkness. More than we can cope with.
Maybe you today find yourself surrounded in darkness. And it feels like there is no hope, nothing is going to change, and there is nothing but darkness.
Everything was created through him;
nothing—not one thing!—
came into being without him.
What came into existence was Life,
and the Life was Light to live by.
The Life-Light blazed out of the darkness;
the darkness couldn’t put it out. John 1:5 (The Message)
I have found myself in darkness many times. Post-partum depression haunted me for many months after the birth of my second son. I was in the dark and truly felt no hope.
When we find ourselves in the dark it is so hard to find the light. Really in the midst of darkness we are so discouraged, beaten down, tired and lost. It’s hard to see the light let alone go looking for it.
I don’t remember the exact moment that that the light started to shine brighter than the darkness of the post-partum depression. I just know that it did come. I know there were people placed in my life that were faithful to stand next to me and encourage me to keep the course.
Because I know what darkness feels like I am a serious about shining light on the paths of people in my life. I desire to stand next them. I desire to punch holes in the darkness for them.
So how exactly do we punch holes in the darkness?
We show up. We listen. We watch her kids so she can rest. We bring groceries. We give the hug. We pray. We forgive. We give. We serve.
Friends if you find yourself in the midst of a very dark time right now, please allow me to pray for you. If you feel comfortable send a private message.
We will find ourselves in different seasons. We need each other.
May we be willing to share when we need some light shined into our darkness.
May we be willing to punch holes in the darkness.