It was an average morning. It was early and gray outside. This insured that our house was pretty dark when my son woke up. You see….my son pretty much goes to bed as a brief pause in between periods of play time. So, when Daddy and Mommy are in a deep sleep early in the morning, my playful son wakes us all up to start his day.
This particular morning was no different than any other….except for how dark it was in the living room (where we keep his toys). I got him out of bed and released him to go play. He abruptly stopped when his feet hit the hallway. His eyes were wide and he had a look of fear on his face.
“What’s wrong buddy?”, I asked…a bit confused. He was silent. “Come on, let’s go play with your cars.”
“Daddy”, he said. “I can’t go in there because of the monsters.”
I tried not to laugh because I remember those days. In my childhood, for some reason, monsters only existed when the lights are off.
What is it about the dark that suddenly populates our familiar spaces with monsters? It is almost as if they suddenly appear at the control of the lightswitch.
Perhaps there is something deep within us that fears what can’t be seen. This is why faith is a hard sell for some. Darkness, and invisibility make us uncomfortable because we can’t label, control, or plan for what is behind the imaginary curtain. In our minds, monsters are everwhere because we hate not fully knowing.
The Bible gives us the definition of faith. It is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what is unseen (Heb. 11:1). If this were true for us then this would mean we enter our personal darkness with confidence and knowledge that what we encounter will be docile in comparison to the power associated with the author and perfector of our faith.
What would happen if we actually behaved as if faith were real? It may just affect every aspect of our lives…..and dispell the monsters.