The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.   John 1:5 (NRSV)

In the Light I was always solitary. Insulated with a thick, wet blanket of worthlessness, wrapped in the silence of denial and neglect, protected by red-hot rage. Solitary confinement. No one heard, or if they could, they could not answer, did not care. Alone in the darkness, I learned to take the darkness as my friend, to use the soothing numbness for a shield there in my solitary world. But I had precious bits of Light enclosed, entombed, protected, guarded. No! I cried in silent rage. You may not take this precious Light! You may not extinguish it! Guarded by my rage, my walls, my isolation, self-imposed. And now as the walls I built finally start to crumble, I find that the Light is filling my house, filling my soul, filling my life. So many candles soft golden flickering, warming, burning, glowing, shining, growing, bright! Amid the crumbling walls at last, I stand within the Light. New Main Menu About Contact The Blessing of Job

You are the light of the world. A city built on a hill cannot be hid. No one after lighting a lamp puts it under the bushel basket, but on the lampstand, and it gives light to all in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father in heaven.   Matthew 5:14 (NRSV)
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