Towering Light of Life

One of my childhood favorite things to see is lighthouses. I have always loved the towering castles of light. It wasn’t the light that shined that drew my first attention, but the contrast of lines that twisted up these towering man-made architectural beauties. Some came in different sizes, shapes and colors and filled the sky with wonder. Seagulls would find their place to rest and sculpt their own nests while protecting them from the elements of Mother Nature. I can remember my first trip to the top of the light house in Cape Hatteras, all 268 steps of it. I was young and in shape but it still took its early toll on me at about 134 steps. I thought that these steps would never end. It is the tallest light house in the nation standing 208 feet tall overlooking the Atlantic coast. The beacon from the light can be seen some 20-miles out to sea and has warned sailors for more than 100 years of the treacherous Diamond Shoals, the shallow sandbars which extend some 14 miles out into the ocean off Cape Hatteras. For many years the light houses have been used to symbolize God and his light. As a child I could never put these two together. I always said I can’t see God’s light but I can see the light of the light house. As I got older and much wiser I realized the impact of Jesus Christ in my life His word and how He can be the light that leads us through the storms, and the difficult times. I tried many times to weather the storms in my life without Him and I always seemed to run aground. Sailing through life began to get harder and harder. If we let Christ be our light, He will warn us before the rocks cause us to stumble. He will protect us from the bad elements of life. His word is our direct light to keep us out of the trouble we could face when we try to conquer the sea of life alone.
John 8:12