The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. There was a man sent from God whose name was John. He came as a witness to testify concerning that light, so that through him all might believe. He himself was not the light; he came only as a witness to the light. The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world. He was in the world, and though the world was made through him, the world did not recognize him. He came to that which was his own, but his own did not receive him. Yet to all who did receive him, to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God— children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God. The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.
Tuesday night; it's very warm; the sound of a beating heart is all I hear. I'm startled and I awake. Assuming there is something physically wrong, I attempt to walk to my bureau to check some of my vitals.
I feel a coolness on my back. My eyes open and I see lights. Where am I? Slightly disoriented; I look around and realize I am on my bedroom floor, but how? I questioned for a moment if I was dreaming; but the reality my eyes conveyed said get up, you're in trouble.
I managed to pull myself to my feet; I woke up my husband and said, "I don't feel good". The next thing I remember, I am on the floor again but this time with my husband and son next to me. It's a version of Ground Hog Day and I'm the star of this strange movie.
I'm unconscious on my floor, in the darkness and I did not even know it until I awoke. Sounds familiar?
For every believer that has gone from darkness into his Marvelous Light, you understand what I am trying to say. I walked this earth, lived my life and enjoyed all that was before me. Life is good. But, take the veil of my eyes; cause my ears to hear; awaken my soul and I see the LIGHT (1 Peter 2:9)! If God had not rescued me, I would not know what living really was. Salvation, a gift from my Father above.
I blacked out twice in one night. This event was real! By the mercies of God I awoke; he put breath back in my lungs and I am overwhelmed by his goodness towards me.
Everyday is precious. Can't take for granted the gift of life. The question is are we in darkness or in the light. May we not be like those who saw Jesus with their own eyes and denied him.
Assisted by my husband and son, I'm back on my feet. I extremely exhausted and I'm taken to the bed to sleep. In hindsight I should have called an ambulance to be evaluated that night. I'm thankful, extremely, for God's mercy. I did follow up with a physician that evening. I was told I had an episode of Syncope. More test remain; I feel tired, but well; thankful I see the Light!
His mercies endure forever! Psalm 136
God bless you!~Liz