Sometimes a little miracle of light comes into a hard space. While the light might seem small, it actually represents something very real. Sometimes that gap opens broadly as we walk straight into a beautiful new space. Other times it remains a thousand yards off and seems to mock us. Either way, one truth remains, the darkness you might be experiencing does not have the final word. There is always more!
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil,
for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.