UNDER COVER OF DARKNESS
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One of my favorite carols has always been “O Little Town of Bethlehem,”
and a favorite line has been, “Yet in thy dark streets shineth the everlasting
light.” |
I’m writing this from our place on Puget Sound. It’s been a dark and dreary
Thanksgiving week, brightened by a warm fire, a cozy cabin, good food,
interesting books and visits with friends. We added a string of Christmas
lights across the window in stark contrast to the black night beyond. |
We could be more isolated than we are if I could keep from listening to
the morning news before I leave the warmth of bed, or if we could skip
buying the newspaper. I’m not sure this exposure to the outside world enlightens
our darkness or not. |
What made me think of “under cover of darkness?” |
It could be that the thought occurred to some time ago when we began hearing
of all the political agenda that was being pushed for reasons of “national
security.” I forget which ones got my special attention. What was Ashcroft
doing in Portland, Oregon threatening to take away licenses from physicians
who participated in Oregon’s assisted suicide law? Like it or not, it appeared
that he was following a conservative agenda under cover of darkness. |
Or maybe it was when (again in Oregon) we began hearing radio commercials
urging us to call our Senator to vote to open Alaskan oil drilling to free
us from dependence on foreign oil in a time of national crisis. It may
or may not be a good idea, but pushing this agenda seems to be taking advantage
of the cover of darkness. |
At the very same time I was reading how a proposal to rescind a mileage
requirement for SUV’s was attached to some bill. It snuck through, virtually
undetected, under cover of darkness. Those who claim to know say that this
mileage requirement alone would save more oil than the Alaska fields could
ever produce. |
In a more enlightened time we might hear more question about the suspension
of constitutional rights and processes and the tilt toward a militarist
government, all claimed as necessary for these dark times. |
It makes one wonder what else is happening “under cover of darkness.” |
I know I’m isolated. Probably paranoid. Not enough long walks in the fresh
air. |
But it’s the season for trembling in the darkness. Humans have known the
feeling from the beginning. Christianity is a late-bloomer when it comes
to celebrating the winter solstice. There’s something deep inside us that
is suspicious of what happens under cover of darkness. We stoke up the
fire and turn on the lights to put the darkness away. |
We peer out there and wonder whether what we see is just shadow or a run-away
imagination. We hope it’s only that. We fear that what we fear may be true. |
At the same time, we hope for light. In fact, we believe in it. |
That’s strange. We who have a history in Christian culture sort of wrap
our faith in the metaphor of the Christmas story. We know that it’s mostly
story, and full of legend. We also know that it is full of absolute truth.
At some point darkness gives way to light. I say it again; at some point,
darkness gives way to light. |
It’s one of those things you mostly just have to believe, especially when
you are in the dark. As a pastor, I’ve seen it over and over. It hurts
my heart to remember some of the darkness people I have known walked through.
Those awful times—and I think of many of you who are on my blue sheet list—seemed
so dark that it seemed impossible that the darkness would ever go away.
To talk of the return of light made no sense at all. |
“Yet in the dark streets shineth…” Those of you who have been there know
it better than I…the light in life somehow manages to find its way in the
darkness. The memory of the darkness only makes the light more treasured. |
The Christmas season is one way of expressing a faith born of experience.
Under cover of darkness many evils occur. But also, under cover of darkness,
when we most despair of its coming, light emerges. Those who despair of
God, of sensibility and value in life, find hope in spite of darkness. |
The proclamation of Christ as light of the world is a wondrous way of affirming
what appeared in our world under cover of darkness.
— Art Morgan,
Advent 2001
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