On Friday the construction people decided to ‘activate’ the lights that shine on the cross at the top of the tower of our new church building. There are two small lights, one on the east side and one on the west, the two sides of the cross.

            The lights were directed towards the cross during daylight, but no one would know for sure how well the cross would be lit until after dark. That was my task over the weekend: to look at both sides and take pictures that we could review on Monday morning.

            It was nearly 11:00 p.m., Sunday, when I stopped by church. The light on the east side lit up the cone of the tower but left the cross completely in the dark. The one on the west side did the same.

            With the help of the bucket lift and hardy souls willing to go up some seventy feet, both lights were re-positioned on Monday. Michael came by late Mondayevening and took more pictures. This time both beams hit squarely on the cross. I hope people notice it as they look at the building at night.

            Two lessons: you can’t appreciate the significance of light until it is dark; and sometimes even when we think we are in the light, we are still in the darkness.

“Nor do they light a lamp and then put it under a bushel basket;

it is set on a lampstand, where it gives light to all in the house.”

Matthew 5:15