“Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, ‘I am the light of the world; he who follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.’” (Jn 8: 12)
How many times have I heard these words, and they just passed over me? But this morning, while it’s still dark outside and a group of drunks is singing and laughing outside my windows in the center of Vienna, I just came across this passage and it’s almost overwhelming. It’s “killing me softly,” if that doesn’t sound too cheesy. (Sorry to those of you who will now have Roberta Flack’s voice in your heads).
What does it mean, to “have the light of life”? It means walking and talking and reacting to things in God-reliance, rather than burdensome self-reliance. It means breathing the fresh air of the Lord’s presence, in the sense of belonging to Him, as one of His, rather than floating about aimlessly in the “darkness” of self-isolation. It means walking in His kind of peace and wisdom amidst any challenging situations, like financial insecurity, or instability in personal relationships.
The “light of life” is there for me today, abundantly on offer. So let me re-connect with Him, whatever is going on with me, and let Him into my heart, that I may walk in His lightness. “Thy kingdom come,” I say this morning, and “Thy will be done,” as I choose not to be alone, because I don’t have to be.