The Life-Light blazed out of the darkness;

    the darkness couldn’t put it out.”  John 1:5 (MSG)

The liturgist invited the congregation to lift up those in need of prayer, and I thought of a family who is going through a lot right now.

I really wanted to lift this family up in prayer.  

I could see them in my mind’s eye, mom, dad, the two boys, the soon-to-be daughter-in-law, and I wanted to raise them up and lift them towards God.  

But I couldn’t.  They were too heavy.  My arms weren’t strong enough.  I wasn’t strong enough.  

I felt frustrated and inadequate.

The most I could do was picture a light that shone on them.  Not a blinding spotlight, it was more diffuse than a spotlight, but not a weak light either.  

The light of God was shining down on this family as they stood close to one another.

Because of the light, I could see where they were standing.  

The ground was level.  It was bedrock, devoid of vegetation.  

It was not a happy or cheerful or beautiful place.  It was stark and barren.  

A wilderness landscape.  

Lit up by the light of the world.