Walking in the Light

It’s been a heavy couple of weeks. And yesterday was especially heavy. Lots of people needing lots of prayers.

Ever since letting go of man’s teachings of God and asking him to show me who he is, I’ve had a bit of a struggle. It’s almost like the words and beliefs that brought me so much comfort have pushed me away from the shore of the familiar. It’s been very odd. Like I’m drifting all alone in a sea of new discovery.

And then times like this hit and you are very tempted to swim back to familiar shores.

Only I can’t. I know I can’t. Because I feel like even though this is hard, I am headed to a better place. A place of only love. No judgement. No doctrine. All of us as one with each other and God. I have a long way to go. But I finally feel like I am moving in the right direction instead of spinning around in circles of belief and doubt.

One of the things I’ve come across in this journey is the Quaker concept of “holding someone in the light.” It is my way of praying for people now. I feel intimately connected to God when I pray this way. So, today, I headed to the mountain (a powerfully spiritual place for me) to hold a few people in the light.

The Bible says there is power in your thoughts and words, but I’m learning about it experientially now. So, as I walked the mountain, I entered this moment….

(A picture can’t even capture it. Imagine how spectacular it was in person, I know you can.)

I approached in wonder. And I stood right in that spot of light, spread my arms open, and held my hurting friends, and our hurting world, in the light.

And then I wept and thanked God for loving me enough to give me this moment and for loving us all enough to provide the light.