Silence, darkness, gift of light
It is strange waking up during the night to discover the electricity is out. Most of the time, if you listen closely, you hear the low buzzing of electronics in the home as well as lights. There are sounds from computers, tablets, clocks and phones. Appliances like refrigerators and freezers, not to mention heating or air conditioning units click on and off.
We get so used to the background sounds of technology we seldom pay much attention to the sounds. And there are lights. From my bed, where I can see it clearly, is a clock with large numbers in red. The cable unit by the TV has a blue light. Night lights guide us from the dining room to the master bathroom, each with its own low sound.
Even through blinds we see street lights from the park across the street. We get so used to the lights and sounds of home that their absence is a shock.
I woke up and got up to use the facilities. Groggy, at first, I didn’t notice. Until I turned on the bathroom light. Nothing happened. That shook the fog from my mind. There was no electricity. I listened. The silence was unnerving. No lights. No low buzzing from electronics.
I heard some vehicles in the distance. But close in, silence wrapped like an unwanted blanket. Darkness smothered. All those sounds we take for granted are the usual comfort sounds and sights of home. Without them, there is an uncertain, discomfort about home. Doesn’t feel quite like home in the dark quietness.
I do have small battery powered lanterns around the house for just such a time. It lights the room, guiding me so I don’t stumble or fall.
Scripture says Jesus is our light. In the darkness of circumstances in our lives, He lights the way of those who come to Him to life and peace and hope. John 8:12: "Again, Jesus spoke to them, saying, "I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life."
John 12:46: “I have come as light into the world, so that everyone who believes in ME will not remain in darkness.” NASB6,
I don’t know when our electricity will be restored, but glad to be reminded where my light and foundation truly lies—in He who loved enough to come, live, die and conquer darkness and death with healing, restoration…and light.
(c) 2025 Carolyn R Scheidies
Published column in Kearney Hub 6/18/2025
Feel free to share