My home, His light

Lately, my heart is being taught to rest. And to cling to Truth, when all that surrounds is shadows.
It's a daily choosing.
A form of surrender to God's ultimate omnipresence.
When all you see is darkness, but know the Father, and can't make resolution of the inconsistency: a God of love & a night of darkness.
But the shadow is a form of evidence. It's evidence of the light. It proves the existence of light.
There can't be shadows without light.
When in the shadows, then, one must choose.
To believe in the power of light, rather than the power of darkness.
To cling to Truth and wait upon the Lord.
But it's so tempting.
To believe in the lie.
The lie that the light was just a mirage.
That the light is really just evidence of the darkness.
And the shadow is reality.
And that is the ultimate lie:
That we were created to be at home in darkness, for this is where we belong.
But even this lie cannot escape His light.
For "If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there." 
And He is the light. And He is through all and in all. 
So the Light will be the one clinging, He will be the One who never abandons, or leaves, or forsakes.
We cannot escape our home.
He is, He was, He will always be.
We cannot lose.
Surrender.
It isn't losing.
It's true freedom.
The very thing that the Evil One claims we lose, is the very thing that enables us to gain all.
Trust.
Trust that God is who He claims to be: loving, gracious, compassionate. Slow to anger and abounding in love.
If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you"


My Home..... His light¹²