God’s Word for Today: Light
Sometimes we experience, or are touched by events that have no explanation. They happen, we live them, and occasionally we share such stories. Other times, there are things that we hold inside forever, whether to protect their integrity or to protect our own feelings. We fear that sharing will taint either the experience or our reputation.
On Easter weekend, I was blessed to take part in an Easter service in Nueva Esperanza, Paraguay. This wasn’t the first service I have attended, but what came forth was a first for me.
The Easter service I went to, was at the local Catholic Church. I am not Catholic, but since childhood, I have had plenty of experience attending different Mass Services for Baptisms, First Communions, Weddings, and the final, Funerals.
So, I can safely say my experiences and thus my opinions have been engrained deeply. At times, I believe I have verbally expressed said opinions. Whether right, wrong, or indifferent, my thoughts have been presented vocally.
I have held that the Catholic Faith is deeply ingrained in ritual and scripted ceremonies. As a form of worship, it is to be respected and acknowledged. But for me, it has always seemed a little too staged. Everything happening in the Church is scripted. Mass appeared to be as meaningful as reciting one`s ABCs.
2 Corinthians 4:6 For God, who said, “Let light shine out of darkness,” made his light shine in our hearts to give us the light of the knowledge of God’s glory displayed in the face of Christ.
You see, in my somewhat dark and wrong thought process, I did not think it possible that I could ever experience anything short of mundane at any Catholic service. But, keeping an open mind and trying to always find the best in every situation, I have been part of some pretty impressive Catholic services. This Easter service though, took it to a whole new level.
As we were into about the 1 ½ hour mark of a 2-hour service and I was thinking how standing up and sitting down frequently was a relief from the extremely hard pews, God decided to tap me on the shoulder.
We had entered into another prayer (as far as my limited Spanish understood). Most parishioners were kneeling. Some with young children sitting. And others like me (non-Catholic) were trying to fit in. I had remained seated, but in respect, closed my eyes and bowed my head.
For maybe the first time in my whole life, at that moment, I was neither speaking, nor thinking. While watching TV, we men are experts at not speaking or thinking. Normally, with eyes closed and head bowed in prayer, I find it difficult not to let my brain wander various directions. This time, it was blank, clean, and at peace.
At that moment, the clearest and most pure blue light filled me. From this light came 2 things. One, I will never be able to fully describe this amazing light. And two, God decided He wanted to tell me something.
You see, as referred to earlier, my opinion of the Catholic faith was dark and removed from my Protestant upbringing. God removed that darkness with His perfect light. It was a “now I know” moment. Now I know God is not necessarily where you expect him to be, but God is always where you seek Him.
At times in your life, God will open your eyes. Whether it is a perfect blue light, a song sung, a whisper, a strike from a hammer, whatever………… Amen and amen……………..