Subtly darkness crept into my day, gradually overtaking it
and dominating my domain. Safe within my home, darkness didn’t seem so
creepy. However, I had to go out into it
despite my Parkinson’s.
Streetlights held the darkness at bay as I drove down the five-lane
street, but as soon as I turned onto a side street the blackness pressed
in. The familiar landmarks disappeared.
The trees became the skeletons onto which the darkness clung. It became more and more oppressive – and creepy. Should I stop or should I drive on? The road
only promised to lead me into more darkness. I kept driving until I eventually,
I drove out of the blackness into lights.
With the darkness once again pushed back, I recognized the neighborhood
and drove back home.
Jesus is the Light that has driven back the darkness of
disease, depression, trials and tribulations. Because of Parkinson’s, at times
when that darkness subtly comes creeping, I can find myself disoriented and
lost.
However, God has promised treasures in the darkness. This
verse speaks of treasures of gold etc., buried or hidden in dark places where
no one can appreciate them. God has
helped me find treasures in Parkinson’s, difficulties of life and even in the
dark times. Finding these treasures have
helped me realize God is there helping me.
What treasures? Knowing that God is with me no matter what.
Knowing that God can use my life to help others. Knowing that God answers
prayer. Knowing that no matter how dark things look, this is not the end. There are treasures in the darkness – even if
darkness is creepy when we are stuck in it.
“And I will give thee
the treasures of darkness, and hidden riches of secret places, that thou mayest
know that I, the LORD, which call thee by thy name, am the God of Israel.” Isaiah
45:3.
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