so, i've always lived in light. or at least that's how i was created to live. most of my life has been pretty shady, you know, half in light, half out. and then there was this time in my life... i don't know how many light-years ago it was, but maybe that's a speed and not time and therefore completely irrelevant. but whatever. so, some years ago, that light was so bright. i mean, i guess i've always known it existed and i had even seen it before. but this light perpetual was everywhere. glowing. radiant. and i was out walking one day in this beautiful sunshine and found these glasses. now, i've never had good vision. i suppose no one has perfect vision, but mine's especially imperfect. so, i put these glasses on and realized they're the kind that turn shady when it gets too bright outside. but i was convinced that these glasses were cool (even though everyone knows those are the lamest kind of glasses ever). so i was walking around for a while, walking in half light again, half truth. and though i (later) realized the glasses were broken, i was determined to keep them from sliding down my nose. well one day, they fell off. and by fell of, i mean they smashed on the floor. into peices. completely gone. it must have been my nose's fault, because the glasses were perfect! or at least that's what i perceived at the time--they were too close to my face to be seen clearly. at first i was sad, angry, (insert any negative emotion). but oh! there was that light again. so beautiful. so enticing. begging the question, giving the answer. why did i ever wear those glasses? so, i was walking along again. just walking. just being. probably tanning, which is cool. and then i decided to step off the lit path and onto this wooded trail. it wasn't too dark. i could see fine, right? there were spots of light, pools of it on the ground (kind of like fern gully, you know?). but there were ribbons of shade on the trail, and that's usually where i kept to. then one day i picked up this pair of shades. immediately, i put them on my face. easy enough, no thinking involved. i mean, i liked them all right. the right lense popped out every now and again which was aggravating, because the light that peirced the vacant frame was like a fire on my pupil. but i ignored the light, the light i once loved and revered, and continued down the path, the woods getting thicker, the pools of light getting smaller and less frequent. but i wore those shades like it was nobody's business, or like risky business, i can't decide. and then one day, i couldn't take the darkness anymore. i threw the shades to the ground and stepped on them, not really caring about the pieces. who should care about darkness? ever since then, i've been running back to that open road, the one with all the light, the perpetual light, the beautiful, dancing light. because that's where i was created to exist. in the light. not in the dark. i suppose i'll have a few more cloudy days or days where i decide that shades are appropriate, because my eyes are too weak to always perceive truth. but there will always come a time when truth triumphs, and the shades are removed.
an update. i'm following the sunlight to India. and i'm not packing my shades.
please pray.