As I sit and write this, the power is out. It seems fitting as that is what got me thinking about this post to begin with. Power outages and Matthew 5:14.
"You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden."
There was an evening a few months ago when I had gone to spend some time with a friend--the power was out. The house where this friend lived was on the most beautiful piece of property on top of a hill that provided a stunning overlook of the town of Soddo below. There we sat looking down on the darkness, when all of the sudden the power returned. Soddo lit up like a Christmas tree. In that same moment, cheers and an eruption of clapping filled the air; even from a few miles away, the excitement in the town beneath us was unmistakable. It was joy, pure joy.
When I read Matthew 5:14, that experience instantly came flooding back. It made me wonder what this world would look like if we lit up for Christ in the same way the town of Soddo lit up beneath me. What would it look like if our passion and fire for Him was as obvious as light returning to the darkness? I have a feeling that the same joy and excitement would erupt from those watching the transformation, and that its reach would travel for miles.
Just a thought that passed through my little brain on this powerless Saturday.
