She walked slowly toward the light that shone dimly from underneath the stairs. As she moved closer, the walls around her seemed to widen. She felt a sense of relief, a peace, as she drew closer to the light. Her flesh had been so strong, holding her captive to worldly desires. She desired to experience freedom from this constant emptiness, a void that never seemed to be filled. This light seemed to be a beacon of that freedom. As she walked closer, it seemed as though a light breeze was guiding her towards it. She hesitated briefly, torn between the desires of her flesh and the desires of her spirit. Her flesh had won so many times before and offered no escape. She decided to try something new. She would give the spirit a try. She wondered for a moment if this light was real or just a figment of her imagination. Either way, she knew it offered contrast to the darkness she had been living in for so long; a release from the ghosts of her past that haunted her incessantly. She had heard of the freedom that comes in surrendering to Christ, but she could never muster the courage to do it, though she always felt a faint tug toward Him. Tonight was the night; she was weary of the life that she was living, the constant darkness. She wanted this light to consume her life. As she approached the light, and knelt in surrender to her Lord and Savior, she was overcome with joy, her spirit was light, and the worries that crowded her mind were silent. It was a sensation unlike anything she had experienced before and she knew she would never be the same. The love that filed her was a love so unfathomable yet so real.
“When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said ‘I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.’” John 8:12
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