The Same Son

The same sun that shines on us now, that gives us warmth now, that decorates the sky now, is the same sun from the beginning of time. The same sun that lit up Eden, that warmed Adam and Eve…the same sun that shone from the sky on Noah after forty days and forty nights of rain. It is the same sun that accompanied Abraham on his journey of faith and gleamed on the knife meant to sacrifice Issac, the same sun that rose after Jacob wrestled all night, and the same sun that decorated the meeting of forgiveness between Joseph and his brothers. It is the same sun that shepherded Moses as he shepherded flocks in the desert…the same sun that stood still in the sky as Joshua and the army of Israel won victory…the same sun that circled through days as Israel circled through judges. It is the same sun that smiled down on David, the same sun that witnessed the prophets and followed Judah into exile, the same sun that lit the return, and the same sun that saw the Maccabees.

It is the same sun that watched the Son of Mary play…the same sun that watched Him work wood and miracles…the same sun that watched Him teach. It is the same sun that watched as He was betrayed, scourged, and crucified—the same sun that darkened with His death and hid as He was hidden in the tomb.

The same sun that rose again with the Son of God on Easter morning is the same sun that rises every morning in our lives. The same Son shines on us now, gives us the warmth of His love now, and decorates our lives with His grace now. The stories are true. I believe in the Son like I believe in the sun…even when it seems like neither are shining.

Be a light in the darkness!

I.M.J. Wood