The bus coasted to a stop beside me. But as I watched the people getting off, I didn’t feel like climbing aboard. I wished I could change places with them and head back home to my warm bed instead of going off to work
On our way down Broadway, what always caught my eye were the windows that glowed from the houses lining the street. How warm the lights looked, coming from those rectangles, squares, ovals and circles. How inviting the tiny dioramas - the flicker of a TV, a chandelier, a picture on a wall, blinking Christmas lights. What I wouldn’t have given to be in one of those places instead of on that cold bus, taking the jerky ride to the hospital at 10:30 p.m. to work the graveyard shift.
And the bus ride was only the beginning. For I knew that once I got to work, whether I was assigned filing, assembling charts or answering the phone, I’d spend a major part of my night fighting off the sleep that every cell in my body clamored for.
At times life feels a lot like that dark bus ride enroute to a destination we dread. Some trips we’d rather not take – through the sickness of a child, the aging of parents, the breakup of a family, the picking up of pieces after a natural disaster, war or terrorism. Even the mundane start-and-stop path of duty can be a challenge.
But windows light this path too – little glimpses of life as we long for it to be. Take a look at some of them:
And now, God, do it again – bring rains to our drought-stricken lives...So those who went off with heavy hearts will come home laughing, with armloads of blessing.(Psalm 125)*
The wolf will romp with the lamb, the leopard sleep with the kid. Calf and lion will eat from the same trough, and a little child will tend them....The whole earth brimming with the knowing of God-Alive, a living knowledge of God ocean-deep, ocean-wide. (Isaiah 11)
He’ll settle things fairly between nations. He’ll make things right between many peoples. They’ll turn their swords into shovels, their spears into hoes. No more will nation fight nation; they won’t play war anymore. (Isaiah 2)
Yes, he’ll banish death forever. And God will wipe the tears from every face. (Isaiah 25)
If you’re traveling through the night right now, take courage from these and many more Bible promises, windows beside your path that glow with hope. You may experience the reality of some of them in your lifetime. But certainly there will come a day when your graveyard shift will be over and you’ll head home to discover the glow in the window was only a dim foreshadowing of the magnificence God has waiting for you!
We don’t yet see things clearly. We’re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright!. We’ll see it all then, see it as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us. (I Corinthians 13)
* All Bible passages taken from The Message, Eugene Peterson, NavPress.
Violet - I find your article so very true. I just have passed through a dark time in my life and it was amazing how many lights God provided along the way to encourage me and to show that He was still there. Storms and darkness in life frequently blot out our vision of God but He remains constant and is always there to provide comfort and peace. Nice article. Gary
I enjoyed reading this article. The lights in the windows along the way can also make us forget our humdrum activities for a while. However, there is one Light that will lead us to where we yearn to go.
Great insight and analogy. Your story reminds me of Thomas Kinkaid's story: all his paintings have lights in them. When he was a young boy, he dreaded going home as no one was home when he got out of school. So lighting inside a home became very instrumental in his work.
Violet, Great job! I often stare at the lights shining through windows as we drive by wondering what life it like for that family. But one day! Oh the joy of being in THAT family in heaven with Jesus! My nose is pressed against that window and I can't wait! =) Donna