Most people who know me know that I am horribly night-blind. What is dim light to other people is near total darkness to me. I don't know why. It just seems to be a family trait. Yippee. I have had some really horrific experiences as a result of this little genetic defect. Most of them have happened on or near a stage. For those of you not familiar with the stage, it gets dark. When those bright stage lights go down, it is DARK. There is a reason it's called blackout. Most normal people's eyes have the ability to quickly adjust to this sudden change, but alas, I am abnormal. My eyes don't adjust. It's just dark. For like, forever.
I remember going to the planetarium when I was in elementary school, and sitting on the floor as the lights went out. All my friends starting oohing and aahing over the stars and I was thoroughly confused. I didn't see diddly.
Anyway, back to the stage. When the lights go down on stage, I usually have to enlist a fellow cast member to lead me off-stage. This is for my own safety, since I have a tendency to walk into set pieces or even off the stage platform. My local theater recently performed The Miracle Worker, and I must admit, I briefly considered auditioning for the role of Helen Keller. I can play blind.
Right now, I'm in a show called Southern Hospitality. I haven't had too many stage light issues yet, but I did run into a problem last night on my way to rehearsal. I am currently having some sinus and allergy issues, and they've worked their nasty little way into my eyes. I was instructed by my doctor not to wear my contacts for a few days. No problem, except that leaves me wearing my sadly understrength glasses. I've had my glasses for several years, and I usually only wear them right before and after bed. I recently ordered a totally cute new pair, but they won't be ready for another week or so. So, last night I had to wear the weak glasses. To drive. About 30-45 miles. Along a really dark and winding country road.
Needless to say, I was a little scared. Thanks to the time change, it was nearly dark when I left my house at 5:00pm. I didn't know how the heck I was going to make it. I was straining my eyes so hard I just knew I was going to get a migraine. Then, out of nowhere, this truck pulled out in front of me. It was a huge truck with red flashing tail-lights and a line of yellow blinking lights along the top of the cab. I rode behind that truck for several minutes before I realized what was happening. As I watched those blinking lights, I thought, 'It's leading me!' Suddenly, I felt completely at peace. I knew I was going to be okay. God was up there watching out for his little blind lamb, and He had provided a guide to lead me through the dark. The truck stayed in front of me the whole way, and I arrived safely at my destination.
It still amazes me how He steps in even when we don't ask. Sometimes, we don't even notice. I can't help but feel completely loved knowing that in the midst of all His busy doings: fighting the Forces of Evil, keeping the Universe perfectly together, He will take the time to send me just what I need before I even ask.
Now, I shared all that to say this. If you are struggling, stumbling around in the darkness, unsure of where to turn, put your trust in Him. He'll reach out His hand and lead you to safety. He'll send you a light to guide you along your path. He won't leave you in the dark. He is the Light, after all.
In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not. John 1:4-5