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"She could never be a saint, but she thought she could be a martyr if they killed her quick." --Flannery O' Connor

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Light

Late this evening, while driving home from church, I looked up into a black sky. I saw a single bright white star, and far below it, near the horizon, a dark, heavy moon swallowed entirely by shadow—except for one knife-like sliver of bright white light.

Oh, my heart! After the staggeringly horrific events of this week, I am full of tears and questions, anger and doubts. The world seems so dark, and God... oh He seems so far away. Is he even there?

Sometimes I don't know. But tonight, for a brief time, I believe I saw a glimmer of hope in the heavens.

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. — John 1:5

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