The Hope of New Light

Day nine. No power in my neighborhood yet. It's funny that people now greet each other like this, "Hey, how'd you guys do? Got power yet?" Which translates to, "Did your house sustain damage. Is your electricity on yet?"

This morning at church someone asked me what I missed most about electricity. I had to think because the list was long and often petty. I miss my blow dryer. I miss hot water. I miss having light to shower by. I miss seeing what I am picking out to wear in my closet. I miss the news. I miss the internet (though now that most things near us have electricity, I do have options). I miss cooking. I miss the dishwasher. So, I just shrugged my shoulders and picked one of the above.

We sang a lot of songs about darkness.

When I call on Your name You answer
When I fall You are there by my side
You delivered me out of darkness
Now I stand in the hope of new life.

I had to laugh this morning when we sang this song. I certainly have not been delivered out of the darkness, at least not the physical kind. But the reason I laughed is because I always thought the words to this song were, "Now I stand in the hope of new light." Not new life.

I think, for this present darkness, "Now I stand in the hope of new light" makes way more sense.

All that to say, Awaiting power. Day Nine. But I do have hope. Both the hope of new light, and new life. "Though the earth shakes, and the mountains fall into the sea, I will not tremble for my God reigns."