Wait a minute: This is not supposed to be the story of Creation (Genesis 1) or even a story about Jesus empowering his disciples for the ministry of forgiveness (John 20:19-23). This is supposed to be a story about the blessing of Light.
It began with a breath. I could sense a presence very close to my face. Then there was another breath, warm and moist. Then his muzzle nudged my face and I opened my eyes to see Ash, our Great Dane. It was 3:50 a.m. and he wanted, I guessed, for me to take him outside. By 3:55, Ash was ready to come back inside.
Returning to the bedroom, I noticed that the hall bathroom was brightly illumined by light from outside. As I drew closer to the window I began to see a remarkable pattern of light. I wondered what could be causing the beautiful pattern, but the window would not open immediately. I knelt before the window hoping that the tall window would open if I lifted from its base. Outside, it was a crystal clear night with a brightly shining moon.
I lowered the window. From my knees, I could see the true pattern of the light – it formed a truly majestic cross. I know a bit about the refraction of light through glass surfaces – that’s why I looked out the window. But I was drawn to the window by a sequence of events that led me to experience blessing when I wanted to be asleep.
I decided not to wake Beverly, but decided to take pictures with my cell phone’s camera. I hope that you will ask me to show you the pictures of the blessed Light given to me in this Advent/Christmas Season (Or, you can see it below.). I call the picture “4 a.m. CST” – Christ Shining Through.
May you be awakened. May you discover a blessed Light this Christmas.
Remember: It began with the breath.
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