I certainly hope that's not the case for you. Most of the time, it seems to me, we think it's a train for most of our trip through the tunnel. And we worry.
Worry about how big the train is; how many cars it has; and how flat we can be squished under its massive steel wheels.
All pretty worthless when it comes to spending our trip through the tunnel.
If you listen carefully, and let all of the available light into your dilated pupils - you may hear and notice things you've never seen before in your lifetime.
Like people stopping and going out of their way to commit a small act of kindness.
Unless the tunnel is into an endless cave, you may also notice that there is light. Maybe not much, but light.
Light that gets brighter with each step.
Light that reaches past our eyeballs and into our heart.
Light that lets us know the darkness is past (even if only temporarily) and we can walk in the light.
Friend, I hope you are through your tunnel of darkness and coming into the light. Rejoice in it.
Your word is a lamp for my feet,
a light on my path. Psalm 119: 105
a light on my path. Psalm 119: 105
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