Jason was spending his first...
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Jason was spending his first night outside of the city. He accompanied his friend, Francis, to their cabin in northern Minnesota. The boys would sleep in the tent behind the cabin. At first everything was fine; the porch light was on which provided light through the thin nylon tent. But when Francis' parents went to bed, they turned off the light. For the first time in his life, Jason experienced total darkness, and he didn't like it one bit. He nudged Francis. "It's dark."
"Yes, I know," was Francis' reply as he rolled over to go back to sleep.
"Aren't you afraid of no light?" Jason persisted.
"There is light," Francis said. He sat up and unzipped the little window in the side of the tent. "Look." There were flashes of light all over the yard, lightning bugs.
The boys laid on their stomachs watching the lightning bugs until they fell asleep.
God is light. Not little lights like lightning bugs, but light in which there is no darkness at all. It is really hard to imagine.
"Yes, I know," was Francis' reply as he rolled over to go back to sleep.
"Aren't you afraid of no light?" Jason persisted.
"There is light," Francis said. He sat up and unzipped the little window in the side of the tent. "Look." There were flashes of light all over the yard, lightning bugs.
The boys laid on their stomachs watching the lightning bugs until they fell asleep.
God is light. Not little lights like lightning bugs, but light in which there is no darkness at all. It is really hard to imagine.
