It’s reached the point of winter when the light reaches a bit further. Rises. It’s bright for longer, reflected on the snow.

And I was sitting in my room the other day, listening to a preaching about how important it is to let the light in.

The preacher was talking about how we design conference rooms with thick walls and doors, so that noise can’t get in or out, and we can have certain conversations in private. And sometimes we do the same in our brains. We have some things in our lives that we have built up walls around. Maybe it’s something shameful or secret, or just something in general that we feel like we have to deal with by ourselves. And by keeping those walls up, we can let God change us, and be in our lives, while some parts still remain unchanged. There are some parts where the light doesn’t reach.

But of course, that is not true. There’s no place where the light doesn’t reach. There’s no corner God doesn’t see. In the winter, when the sun is low, it actually reaches further, pierces the eyes. We’re allowed to live in the light, and we need to change our mindset and know that we are. We are whole people, and God deals with all of us.