For each moment of light casts away the shadows.

Those inevitable demons make the light so much sweeter. They try to take us down, only for God to raise us up again.

Remember the time when you cried out, “God, grant me some good!”? Today He fulfills that promise.

Think of the miracle of each passing breath. Is there not reason, then to sing praise to our Heavenly Father in the night, even in our most despaired hour?

Yet, when this is not possible, for you and I are only human, think of the candle. Let not sorrow’s phantoms overpower you. My child, God offers, partake of my Bread and be lit with the glory of resurrection.

Look to a new day.

Reflect on a time in your life, any time in your life, when you smiled at the kindness of a child, or laughed at the curious bark of a dog. At some point, God has granted us all at least once the memory of His grace. Cling to this dearly when you enter the dreary caves of sadness.

God is merciful. When we are low, seek His presence in the deepest trenches of the ocean. When we are ecstatic, remember His presence in the highest mountaintops.

He is always. Thus joy is always. When happiness cannot be attained, know that joy can. Joy in His love for us. Joy in salvation. Joy in the hope for a better day.

But for now, may your day be brighter, if not better.

You might find that a glimmer of light lifts, perhaps just a little, the day’s troubles.

“But I trust in Your unfailing love; my heart rejoices in Your salvation. I will sing the Lord’s praise for He has been good to me.” -Psalm 13:5-6 NIV