The other night I was practicing piano in the chapel. When I had finished I walked to the back to turn off the lights. Suddenly I was engulfed in blackness. I couldn't see anything at all. I tried using my cell phone for a light, but it really wasn't doing me any good at all. I was pretty much stuck in the blackness when I looked towards the door and saw a thin line of light coming through the crack in the door. It wasn't much light and I still couldn't see what was in my way, but I saw that there was a general direction to go. If I kept my eyes on that light I knew that I would eventually make it out. I walked towards the light, bumping into a table and then a chair, but finally I made it through to the door and into a well lit room.
I started thinking about how much that is like life. We can be going along, doing what we're supposed to be doing when suddenly the light is turned off on us. Now we have no idea where to go and can't see anything at all. We can try to blindly shuffle around, but if we don't know where we're going then we are doing absolutely nothing to help ourselves out. That's what I do most of the time. I try to figure out my life on my own which doesn't do any good and usually ends up only hurting me. But when I stop and look to God, The Light that can light up my path, to lead me in the right direction then I have found the proper way in which to go. As I head towards that thin ray of light I may bump into a few things and get some bruises, but if I keep on and don't quit I will make it though the dark and uncertainty.
Psalm 119:105 "Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path."