I don’t remember the last time I sat in a movie theater. I love movies. I hate the darkness. Let me rephrase that – I’ve been afraid to sit in darkness. Ridiculous. I’m a grown woman.
But I’m also a deeply wounded grown woman. A survivor, yes. But yet a wounded survivor.
The movie is pretty good. And as my eyes adjust to the darkness I am reminding myself — I’m sitting in the darkness but not alone in the dark.
The one who made
the Pleiades and Orion,
and turns deep darkness
into the morning,
and darkens the day into night,
who calls for the waters of the sea,
and pours them out
on the surface of the earth,
the Lord is his name…