The Light has Come

Isaiah 60:1 (New International Version)
New International Version (NIV)
Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society
The Glory of Zion

1 "Arise, shine, for your light has come,
and the glory of the LORD rises upon you.

I looked out on the land at the dawn of a new day. Long pointed light fingers spread across the fields, vivid green and mustard yellow; each lighting up the portion of field they landed on.

The beautiful colours disappeared as clouds drifted across the sun, and the fields momentarily looked muted and gray. The light was what had brought the colours to life like a paintbrush dipped in water brings out the colours on the pages of a “Paint with Water” book.

The touch of God’s light clothes us with exquisite colour, creating beauty, reflecting his glory. But the glory and beauty are not about the stuff they land upon! As God wishes he may “hide us” for a period of time, or display his glory through us.

Dear Lord, there is so much “self” alive and kicking in me, but what I want to be is that blade of grass in the field, waiting only for the light to dance upon it and to turn it to intense green or gold. I want to live to reflect your glory.

Isaiah 9:2 (New Living Translation)
New Living Translation (NLT)
Holy Bible. New Living Translation copyright © 1996, 2004 by Tyndale Charitable Trust. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers.

2The people who walk in darkness will see a great light--a light that will shine on all who live in the land where death casts its shadow.

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