The lamps flicker on while the sky is still holding its breath between day and night. Across the street, windows glow like quiet beacons. Further away, the windmill stands clothed in its faithful light, steady against the dusk.
The season tilts, and with it the world itself seems to lean into shadows — wars and rumors of wars, even the skies above us feel unsettled, airspace violated, restlessness echoing everywhere.
And that is enough. This one lesson keeps deepening: to remain in Him. He is the only light that truly endures.
“When we remain in Him, we do more than survive the shadows — we sparkle with His light, as stars scattered across a midnight sky.”
Keep abiding. In the shifting seasons and the deepening shadows, this is the safest place you can be.
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