He Is The Way

Jesus said, “I am the light of the world, Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” John 8:12    

It is above me, beside me and in me, the light of Jesus. He is the voice that calls me home and the voice that shepherds me there. The more I listen and follow, the more His Holy Spirit speaks—or is it the more He speaks, the more I listen? When I worship His radiance, the brighter my life becomes—or is it the more of His radiance, the more my gratitude swells?

  When I forget to walk in His way, I get caught up in my own efforts. My eyes turn dim with my own distractions. My failures feel absolute when I act absolutely alone. Oh, but His light is warm. It is the hand of God touching this lost child. It softens my strident ego and startles my lying pride as a sudden, mellow slice of glow at the break of day.  The light of Jesus eclipses those dark hours adrift in wretchedness and obscurity. He is the gentle, mighty, restorative threshold. He is the way out of the lie, the only way to the life God desires for me. 

Having beheld His splendor, I know that nothing else will do. My sorry self may try to save itself over and over again, for it was broken in this world and is inclined to return to seek its healing here. But as I heard Father Bill, a great man in recovery circles, say: Two sickies don’t make a wellie. The things of this world can not be the source of my healing and everlasting life. It is Jesus who has saved me once and for all.  He is the way.

Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, “This is the way; walk in it.” Isaiah 30:21