through fields of blazing lights

I woke up one morning this week with these words on my mind:

Even in the darkest night
we walk through fields of blazing lights.
There is nothing hidden
that will not be revealed.

and I felt like it was the light which had penetrated my dreams and woken me up.

There are many of those blazing lights. They are all around us. My wife is one of them. It is good to be near her, beside her. Truth and love blaze within her, wake me up, make me warm,  keep me real. The light that leaks out of her reminds me that the best part of truth is lived out in flesh and blood. I’m deeply grateful that she is who she is.

3 Comments

  1. Posted August 20, 2011 at 9:47 pm | Permalink

    Even in the dark we walk through fields of blazing lights.

    I enjoy that your greatest pleasure, “the best part of truth” is in the life of another. What a profound realisation to treasure.

  2. Carol
    Posted August 22, 2011 at 1:57 pm | Permalink

    “Leaks” out of her? She “gives” light, surely?

  3. Posted October 27, 2012 at 2:33 pm | Permalink

    Maybe “erupts”, “pours”, “bathes” are all appropriate. Willing, unselfconscious, giving.

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