Fiat Lux and Let The Light Shine Through

11/2/16- Fiat Lux and Let The Light Shine Through

Oh, where to begin…This semester has been difficult with all my classes, papers, tests, yearbook, tutoring job, and track. I took on a lot this year.

With my tutoring job, what I really want to do is help people. And I feel like I haven’t been able to do that. On Monday, I left the SLC, leaving work behind me for the day. I saw a man, a blind man, who seemed lost. I walked by, like many others, not really stopping to pay attention. But I kept looking back, thinking about him and all the other people like me who would walk right by him. I heard him calling out for help and I turned around. I thought about how it was for him. It was like he was all alone in the dark, calling out into the abyss and similar to how I feel sometimes: surrounded by people, yet no one sees me or hears me or cares about me.    

I said, “Excuse me, sir?” And he turned my direction. I asked him where he was going. He said Dwinelle, which happened to be where my class was. I offered to walk him there. Lightly, he put his hand on my shoulder and we walked together. As we went, I talked with him and asked him what he was doing. He said he was going to hear a talk about linguistics and I mentioned to him that I had an English class. I appreciated his honesty and his kindness–it was very sweet. He seemed very grateful.  It seemed like a long walk but from the SLC to Dwinelle is not a long walk at all. But it was like time slowed down. And it was like we were pushing back against all the people coming towards us. And I was pushing back against everything that had held me down. At times, when we were walking, I knew he was there but I couldn’t feel his hand on my shoulder. And once we got to the front door, he said thank you and wished me a good class. I said the same to him and we parted ways.

I was glad that I had that experience. I was glad that I didn’t linger in the SLC–feeling bad about myself and my work. I was glad that I left when I did and that I happened to come across this man. Sitting in class later, I still felt the indents of his fingers on my right shoulder. I was struck, silent, and thinking about how God was with me today (through this man) I felt God’s presence in me, touching me.

This is what it means to be light. To be a guide, to lead, to help. This is what God wants to do for us. Lead us, guide us, help us and be our light.

“As long as I am in the world, I am the light of the world.” John 9:5


Morgan R.