This new year, I have thought much about following the Light.  It's kind of a new catch-phrase for me...something of hope to run after and embrace in an otherwise dingy world.  One fall day I stood inside this wonderful old barn and saw the streams of sun rays shooting in through each crevice of the worn, well-loved, but dark walls.  I am sure this building was the center of much activity and life at one time.  By this time it has grown tired and quiet.  I often have felt tired - and quiet in the past few years of my life.  Many challenges have beat against the walls of my being and sometimes I just feel a bit more frail than I did at one time.  Now, that's not necessarily a bad thing.  It is natural to gradually age and even slow our pace.  However, I believe in a God of new life.  He specializes in warming our cold, gray hearts.  If we stand long enough in our little room and simple gaze at the cracks, we might notice that there is a world of sunshine very close by.  And...if we move closer to the walls and peer beyond the rough, dark inside panels of wood, we will see something colorful and alive!  And...if we open the door, that life will literally hit us in the face!  I am challenged beyond the door this season.  There is a whole. new. world...just outside the very small room where I just might have been standing for too long. 

Take a look outside.