This Is Not The End of The Story...
By Michael Q. Pink
January 28, 2010“And I will give you the treasures of darkness, and hidden riches of secret places, that you may know that I, the LORD, who call you by your name, am the God of Israel.” (Isaiah 45:3)
Less than ninety days ago my life was full, my heart content and my future bright. I enjoyed a rare communion with my wife. We were a circle of two, endlessly supporting, encouraging, comforting and loving each other in so many ways I cannot count. God was in the middle of that circle, but few others were invited in, preferring the intimacy that comes with time well spent with just each other.
Then, like the setting of the sun, her life began to wane. Daylight turned to twilight, the shadows grew long and then darkness came. It was not sudden, but it was relentless until her light was snuffed out like a flickering candle when an unwelcome breeze blows over it. I tried to stop the wind, but could not. I thought the sun would always shine, that darkness would never come (at least not until we were so old as to welcome that day) but I was wrong. Darkness came when her light left my life. And it is thick.
But that is not the end of the story. As surely as night follows day, joy comes again in the morning. While for me the new morning has not yet broken, I am learning to find the treasures found only in darkness. As Emerson wrote, “When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.” There are simply some treasures that can only be found in dark places. Rather than mourn the night and howl at the moon, I search for the treasures God has laid up for me in this dark place I find myself in. And there are many to be found if I can shut my eyes and see, close my ears and listen and close my mouth to release the groaning of the Spirit which simply cannot be uttered.
I did not choose this dark place, nor would I have, if asked. But I was not asked. Rather than fall into utter despair, my choice is to mourn deeply, but not endlessly; to remember fondly, but not to enshrine the past; to celebrate the past, but look to the future. As I walk out of this valley, I will seek the treasures found only in darkness and I will find them, savor them and share them with you. We will all be richer for it. For this, I am already thankful.

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