Emphasis Preaching Journal

I was at a clergy conference in a remote, rural location when lightning struck and all the electrical systems went down. I had just left the group that was gathered for a session and returned to my room in another building to get something when the lightning hit. Everything went completely dark. I had no visual sense whatsoever. Although I knew in my head that I was completely safe out there in my room in the boonies, the darkness was completely terrifying, nonetheless. After a bit of sitting in my completely black room all alone, I remembered I had a small flashlight in my toiletry kit. I was able to fumble in the darkness and pull it out. That little tiny light saved my life. It might as well have been a floodlight. It gave me an orientation to my surroundings while I waited for the lights to come back on.