Psalm 112:4, the dawning of the light.

Evein the darkness a light dawns for the upright, for the gracious and compassionate and righteous man." Psalm 112:4 (NIV)

"Darkness must pass. A new day will come and when the sun shintes it will shine out the clearer." J.R.R. Tolkien

They say when you are born we have two fears. Falling and loud noises. So when does the darkness become a fear? At what age does that fear begin to set in? The fear of the unknown and what could be out there. The fear of being alone. Another person said about our fears, you aren't scared of being alone in the woods alone at night. The reason you're scared is because you worry you aren't alone.

Fears are a real and natural part of our lives, and at somepoint the darkness becomes a fear to many. Maybe it's not a fear, maybe it's just the idea of the darkness, the harship it can bring. The evil that always seems to come out at dark. Anyone who has ever worked in the a hospital or a first resonder knows the craziness that happens on a night will a full moon. The darkness brings out the horrible things.

Looking at it less literally and more allegorically, darkness represents many different things. Darkness can represent fear, or uncertaintiy. Maybe it represents hardship, sadness, depression, or the battles we struggle with internally. Darkness can represent many different things to many different people.

Cinema has always done well playing on the aspects of light and darkness. Things are more frightening in the dark, they are more terrifying at night. If you can just make it to dawn, it will be ok. It feels that way in life many times too.

I remember hunting as a kid. Sitting in the cold waiting for those first rays of morning light and the warmth the sun would bring. I can think of times in my life too where things were dark, less physically and more emtionally, mentally, and spiritually. I sunk to some desperate and low places. It seemed everyday I sunk lower. I remember sitting alone, broken, lost, in the dark. I had given up and I was done, I couldn't go on. I had one final cry, one last thing I could try and do. I had prayed many times before but had heard no answer, would He answer now? In. the dark, alone and at the end of any bit of will I had left I prayed. It was much less of a prayer and much more of a desperate cry, a sob, a broken person with nothing left. Maybe that's where I had to go, to the very end of all I had. Maybe that was the point. In that moment, pouring out anything I had in me still, I felt something I had not felt in a long long time. There was no instant answer. There was no life changing revelation. There was no phone call from a long lost friend that brought me back. It was a moment between a broken person and their Savior. A moment in which the Savior asked, "Are you finally ready to listen and follow?" and I, the broken person sobbed weakly that I was. I felt a comfort, I felt love, and I finally felt hope. That's when I turned and saw that the sun wsa just begining to rise. That's when I felt the Son's warmth and comfort covering me.

We fail to rememember that even in our darkest moments, the sun will again rise. We are forgetful and ignorate beings at times. But there is always one who is ready and willing to come to our aid, we simply we must hold out a bit longer and have faith that soon this darkenss wiil pass, and the sun will again rise.

If you are waiting for that sun rise then take a moment, pause and pray. The Lord hears, he will not fail you, he will carry you through to the sunrise.