Light in the dark

 A Little Godwink on May 2nd

One of my favorite memories with Michael happened in the month of May in Dunn. Just before dusk, we’d walk the rail trail together, and as the sky dimmed, we’d be surrounded by what felt like a million lightning bugs. It was like walking through a sea of stardust…tiny lights blinking all around us, close enough to catch, but magical enough to feel like heaven was just a little closer in those moments.

Tonight, I’m sitting on my back porch, and the lightning bugs are back. And just like that…I’m transported. The memory is alive. The joy of that moment, the love we shared, it’s here. It’s now. It’s glowing right in front of me.

It’s crazy to think about how much has changed in just one year. The twists, the unknowns, the deep places of grief and transition. And yet, through it all, God has continued to show up. Sometimes loud, but more often in quiet, tender ways… like tiny flickers of light breaking through the dark.

And maybe that’s the message.

God is light in our darkness.

Just like those lightning bugs…flashes of wonder dancing through the night…God lights the way for us, even when we feel lost or overwhelmed. He sends glimpses of hope, reminders of love, and signs that we are not alone.

Honestly, the fact that He created a bug whose butt lights up? That tells me everything I need to know about His creativity and His sense of humor. It’s like He said, “Even in the darkest places, I’ll give you light…and sometimes, it’ll surprise you.”

So tonight, I’m soaking in this backyard moment. I’m letting the memory wrap around me like a blanket. And I’m thanking God for showing up…in the beauty, in the grief, in the glow.

What a Godwink.