All throughout last summer the Lord opened up verse after verse to me about Light, the Day, walking in the light, the glory of the day etc. It was amazing and I will come back to those verses for years. A few days ago, He surprised me by bringing to remembrance Isaiah 45:3.
“I will give you treasures of darkness, riches stored in secret places, so that you may know that I am the Lord, the God of Israel, who summons you by name.”
Let me back up a bit. I don’t like the nights; I don’t remember if I ever have. They are worse for me now than they ever have because I sleep so poorly and they seem to drag on forever. But more than not liking nights, I don’t like darkness. The only place I want to be when it is dark is inside where I feel safe. We recently passed the shortest day of the year and I am SO glad because after that, the days slowly begin to get longer again. Right now, where I live, we have 15 hours of darkness every day. I used to work with a gal who loves the nights; she takes walks in her neighborhood in the evenings and spends an hour every night outside just gazing at the night sky. I do like to go out on my balcony at nights for a few minutes and gaze at the night heavens. It is beautiful and I often pray out there.
But treasures in the darkness? What does that mean? I wrote in my journal on November 29th of this year after reading that verse again, “Father, this winter, beginning now please, I pray You, show me the treasures of darkness in my life, in my world, my reality. Show me the riches stored in those SECRET PLACES of your heart. Your Word and even in my heart, my experiences and my current life I know there are corners in my heart I haven’t brought to the Light.”
Right now the sun is shining gloriously outside in the bitter cold but in a few short hours it will be dark again. I have this vision of me walking through the darkness in my own soul and heart with God (it’s simply too terrifying otherwise) and making it a writing challenge. Writing about confronting my issues with food, with God, with going deep, with being truly quiet, with not writing like I used to. About money, retirement, housing. About church. All of it. SO THAT I can find those riches stored in secret places that only God can reveal. All I’m currently seeing is the darkness. I’m not seeing the possible treasures in the darkness or the Lord who has summoned me (even now) by name. But I need to. I want to, I can’t wait to, and then by the time spring comes, I will be experiencing a Resurrection within like NEVER BEFORE!!
Praise You Father for giving me this Gift this morning. This HOPE. This PROMISE. This EXPECTATION. This DREAM. I needed it so much.