Jesus reigns in glory, but from the vantage point of my place here on earth, He is also shrouded in clouds of deep darkness. It is my limitations in perceiving the Master of this unimaginable universe that makes up the shroud. And I think of it as a Great Nebula in space. These are enormous places of darkness where stars form. As new bright stars emerge, their bright light reflects off the huge hydrogen cloud. That is the only way anyone can see a nebula. Jesus is so holy and enormously divine, He can only be perceived in the reflection of the things He does.
So the love which drove the Master of the Universe to a manger and then a cross, which pulled Him from the grave and back into the heavens shines against the dark cloud about Him. This is the light of my soul.
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