Let’s face it – January is dark and dreary most of the time and we are all waiting for the sun to come out to stay so we can stand on that mountain top again. When the sun is out I see things differently, the struggles seem less daunting and the possibilities seem more appealing. The reality is that I need the sun to shine down on me. Truthfully, I need The Son to shine on my soul.
I can’t imagine what it would be like to depend only on myself or those around me to overcome the darkness that I see in my own life and in the world around me. I could not make it without the knowledge of a saviour; or while pondering the infinite vastness of the world, having just a glimpse of an intelligent designer holding it all in his hands. I keep reminding myself during January that He Lives! Yes, my Redeemer Lives – The Bible tells me so in the Book of Job, Chapter 19, Verses:
23 “Oh that my words were written!
Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
24 Oh that with an iron pen and lead
they were engraved in the rock forever!
25 For I know that my Redeemer lives,
and at the last he will stand upon the earth.[a]
26 And after my skin has been thus destroyed,
yet in[b] my flesh I shall see God,
27 whom I shall see for myself,
and my eyes shall behold, and not another.
My heart faints within me!
While you are moving through January, sometimes with a heavy heart, remember to reach for the Son. I find Him in His Word, pure and simple, by reading in Matthew, Mark, Luke or John. I find the Son in the old hymns and sermons by pastors like John MacArthur or Voddie Baucham. I find Him by reaching out to someone else feeling blue and trying to pour encouragement into their lives.