Byine Lisa Jordan
When I was seven years old, I had a nightmare there was a snake in my bed.
I rushed into the living room where my parents had been watching TV. My dad took a flashlight into my bedroom, pulled back the covers, and shined his light to prove the snake was not there.
It wasn’t real . . . only a dream.
It felt so real in fact that I still remember the details over forty years later . . . and snakes continue to be my greatest fear.
But isn’t that what darkness does?Continue reading “Darkness: Seeing the Light”