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Revealed Through the Light

When my late husband Winston died he left some unfinished projects. One was finishing our deck. I decided to go ahead with Winston’s plan for glass panes with the railings. Finally the day came when the contractor finished the project. The deck and the glass panes with the white railings were absolutely beautiful. These panes allow one to have an unimpeded view of the lake and the mountains when sitting or standing. They were so clear.

In Seattle the mornings in the early spring are rather dull and the sun is usually hidden behind the clouds. Later the sun rises earlier and earlier. I happened to be up one morning when the sun made its brilliant appearance. I looked through the big picture windows towards the lake. Suddenly I saw what I couldn’t see before. The brilliant sunlight revealed every hand print of the workmen who installed the glass panes in the railings. The mrks were as clear as day. It was amazing that which could not be seen before were now as obvious as the proverbial nose on my face.

Isn’t this like life I thought? We don’t see the marks of sin until God’s sunlight shines on us. God’s Word, comes shining in our hearts. We realize we need a Savior. Oh God keep the light on my heart. Remove all impurities, bitterness and the hand prints of sin from my life.


Search me oh God and know my heart:
Try me and know my thoughts:
And see if there be any wicked way in me,
And lead me in the way everlasting.
Psalm 139:23.24

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