Today, one of the speakers at our church’s semi-annual conference spoke about what it means to be proved by the Lord. He said that being proved can feel like we are not loved by God, when in fact, it is a sign of His deep love for us. Through proving, we are strengthened to bear the weight of eternal life.
I remember sneaking my father’s Bible into my room as a child after my parents were asleep. I would read passages from Revelation and frighten myself, imagining the chaos of the last days. Yet now, as the world descends into confusion and evil seems to grow stronger, I don’t feel that fear I once expected to feel.
My own proving has made me quieter, gentler. I’ve seen that same gentling and quietness in others—people who have also been refined through hardship. I feel a greater pull toward that peace, that stillness.
There’s a scripture I can’t recall exactly, but it speaks of a city of light that shines in the darkness—the light coming from the righteousness of those who dwell there. I used to wonder if we were ready, or worthy, to be that quiet light. Now, I see it. I feel it. And I find joy in it.
This quiet light is what I hope to explore here.
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