Light Therapy

Sunrays filter through ozone, cirrus clouds, and an atmospheric parfait of allergens and pollutants. Their fingertips penetrate the grimy window pane and rest upon my shoulder. This infant’s touch of light is just enough to inspire hope in a gloom-shadowed home. The beam stokes my appetite. My feet itch for the mountainside path, longing to reach an unshaded pinnacle.
A summer cold’s fatigue weights me down, securing me in this chair for a while. I sip at the sunshine tonic to nurture me so I may strengthen for an upcoming journey. Shadows often flank the path to the summit, but I will warm my soul to face tomorrow’s hike.
Why this visceral thirst for light? Modern medicine acknowledges our need for sunshine. Light nourishes our physical and emotional well-being. As more barriers and contaminants block us from its benefits, the deficiencies become rampant throughout the earth.
Physical ailments and emotional detriment remain mere symbols of our most significant need. Our dependence upon the sun offers a clue to the world’s ultimate hope. We yearn for light because we were created by the most glorious light in His image. He set this clue in our DNA, to remind us of our purpose–to be united with Him and one another in glory.
It’s no wonder I hunger for this, as we were all created to dwell in His love forever. My heart yearns to scramble past these pollutants, all the shadowy distractions of this world, and crawl inside the Maker of Light.
Like light felt and unseen, to live within it offers only half the delight. My full purpose is to take others by the hand and draw them alongside me on that venture to Christ’s resplendent destiny.
This summer cold will soon pass, but deeper frailties will take time to heal. The journey to share His light does not wait for full recovery to start out.
My grubby, contaminated arms fumble to share the light, spilling it as I try. My Teacher encourages me to continue the effort, reminding me of the rays through my dirt-streaked window. Thank the Lord it only takes a dribble of light to bring hope. So I do my best, and the Healer promises to do the rest.
Will you share the light with us? Come with your ailments and frailty, for He makes the willing able.