The difference between darkness and light is hard to describe without alluding to, well, dark and light, day and night. Perhaps because God has never made a more viscerally relatable theological concept. Being in a town in a underdeveloped part of Africa has illuminated this to me in a way that I might have never understand in my American life. You see, the dark of my suburban America, well, it just wasn't that dark. There were street lights every couple of yards. Entertainment options abounded after the sun went down. This was not a natural light, but it was a light nonetheless. The implications of that artificial light and it's false sense of security is a whole other blog post to itself, and one that I won't explore here. Right now, I'm in a place where, when it's dark, it's DARK. A world which I'm coming to know and find unique beauty in during the day is a world that, quite honestly, scares me in the dark. In the dark, you see, the bugs come out. In the dark, you must carry a flashlight everywhere to watch for snakes. In the dark, even though I know there is a wall around my house and there are no lions anymore in Togo, there is still a fear of what lurks in the utter blackness that engulfs you no more than a few feet past your eyes. In the dark, we've had our home broken into, twice, including once while we were asleep, oblivious to the danger. This stark contrast between my perception of my existence in the light of day versus the dark of night (and some insomnia, thank you, aging mind and body) has driven me into the scripture. It's led me to be reminded that I was once a child of the darkness, trapped in the fear and uncertainty and danger. Mortal danger, nay, IMMORTAL danger.
For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places. Ephesians 6:12
And it's also shown me my greatest and only hope, that I have been saved out of the reach of that darkness. That I've been brought into the light, into the glorious brightness and transparency of never-ending day - through the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ, the only Son of God.
But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into into his marvelous light. 1 Peter 2:9
And, praise be to God, this is not just for me. It is for all who are called, for all who are chosen by the Father to be seekers of the Light. Because the Truth is the same, even in what appears to us to be blackest, deepest night. The War has been won. Darkness has been defeated; it is in its death throes. We must then labor faithfully at the task God has appointed us to, eagerly anticipating the glorious dawning of the perpetual Day that awaits us.
Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, bright as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb through the middle of the street of the city; also, on either side of the river, the tree of life with its twelve kinds of fruit, yielding its fruit each month. The leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations. No longer will there be anything accursed, but the throne of God and of the Lamb will be in it, and his servants will worship him. They will see his face, and his name will be on their foreheads. And night will be no more. They will need no light of lamp or sun, for the Lord God will be their light, and they will reign forever and ever. Revelation 22:1-5