You never know when the electricity will stop working where we live. It happens at seemingly random times and days. So early on Diane and I learned to keep flashlights, candles, and matches at hand.At times the power goes out at night and is still out when it's time for us to get up early in the morning when it's still dark. We light a candle for the bathroom and one for the main room.
Soon enough, though, the sky gets a hint of color. Invariably at these times I feel relieved. And I think, "Our electricity may fail, but now it doesn't matter as much. God's light is coming up to light the day ahead."
[ Photo: an ordinary sunrise from our doorstep in Mtwara. No longer quite so ordinary to me. -Earl ]
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