Sometimes a light surprises the Christian while he sings.
It is the Lord Who rises with healing in His wings:
When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining, to cheer it after rain.
— W. Cowper
God has a way of hiding in the shadows. And we have a way of stumbling along in the dark until He steps out of them. It happens in a moment. But when it does, when He steps out and again declares “Let there be light,” the clouds part and our souls’ dark alleys and cluttered corners glow with understanding, hope, and faith. In that moment, if only for that moment, we can see.
Welcome to Sometimes a Light. My name is Hannah Anderson, and this is a place for for me to write out loud about those times of shadow and light, of life and faith. (My introvert husband would be especially glad if you read along as it would save him from a constant barrage of “epiphanies” and from having to comment too often.) Speaking of, when I’m not sitting down to write, I’m also mama to three and wife to aforementioned long-suffering husband. We make our home in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia where life is an eclectic mix of rural ministry, family ties, and trying to figure out how to keep our beagle in the yard.
So again, welcome. Stay for a bit and let the Light surprise you once again.