Just a Thought.......
The other night I stepped out of the Rock House where I stay to survey the landscape one more time before bed. As my eyes swept across the fields, I saw the familiar lights of nearby homes, and I thought of the words of the Stage Manager’s first speech in Thornton Wilder’s play, “Our Town”.
“Naturally, out in the country, there’s been lights on for some time, what with milkin’ and all. Town folks sleep late.”
A simple statement of the rhythm of life, and, the truth. We watch the lights to make sure that everything is okay.
Not two weeks ago, this newspaper reported in the police column that local officers were called out because someone had left their house “with all the lights on”. A reversal might take place in the country where help would be called because “no lights were on” and that neighbor is always up by five, six at the latest.
It’s not that we are nosy, it is that we care. And it is the light that interrupts and interprets the darkness. I know, these next words were spoken about Jesus, but they are true for our present context as well.
“The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.”
If you have ever been lost in the dark, and suddenly seen a light, you understand. You may have even said, “Thank God!” . . . . . for the light . . . . and for the person behind it.
Maybe that is part of the reason for the feelings that accompany this contrasting statement.
“When he walked into the room, a dark shadow seemed to fall over everything and everyone.” The light is being blocked. Can the dangers of the night be far behind?
If there is any lesson in all of this, it is the one we sang as children. “This little light of mine, I’m gonna’ let it shine . . . let it shine . . . let it shine.”
Perhaps we adults should sing it more often. It’s Just a Thought.