In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The Word created the heaven and the earth without form, and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep.
And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. All things were made by the Word, and without the Word nothing was made. God said, Let there be light: and there was light. In the Word was Life, and the life was the light of men.
God pulled the light apart from the darkness, and the light shineth in the darkness, even though the darkness did not comprehend it.
Sort of Genesis 1, Sort of John 1.
Today I feel a bit like the world with its undivided dark & light and formlessness. I am about to take a trip back home to Indiana to see my family, but for Grandma’s funeral. It will be time off, but hectic. It will be time together, but mournful. The memorial will be in two parts, and I will leave directly from the second part (at the grave side) to go to Chicago. In Chicago I will experience the much anticipated St. Baldrick’s celebration that will begin there, then I will fly home to have a party here with my friends, then I will travel to Albuquerque for the final head shaving of my team members. Basically a three-day three-state party, all in memory and honor of the life of Nathan Gentry.
In the days to come, I pray for the Word to bring the light of life into my soul.