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An encounter with radiance suggests astonishing energy at work, known or unknown, at times, often tinged with a pinkish glow. In that split second, the psyche shimmers, stretches beyond the familiar, and gapes in wonder—Even longs for permanence. We’ve been touched and we know it. With its diminishment, its dark mantle plunges us into darkness. The void aches. We shiver and continue waiting for what we know not.

Many equate such experiences with the revelation of God, the dynamic firing of His creation from its beginning as recorded in the bible. Seventeen times, the word radiance is used for God: His felt presence experienced in the Old and New Testaments’ accounts of the Jerusalem Temple and the Temple in the book of Revelation. 

Another reference to the word radiance appears in the book of Baruch, this time, superimposed upon the Mosaic Law from which Israel had strayed: the source of their holiness. Preferring idolatry to observance of the law, Babylonians had destroyed their Temple and enslaved them in 582 BCE. 

Turn back…in her radiance, make your way to the light. (4:12)

The imperative is just as critical as then—which ever spiritual path embraced, in or outside of religion or scripture study: Humility and service of God, self, and others keep us moving toward the light. Within the light, expect experiences of radiance. In silence and lowliness of heart, they do come until embraced by Eternal Light.

In conversation with the hospice nurse, I heard myself speak the words, Dark Lover, an image of death that emerged from my unconscious, later enlarged within Isaiah’s revelation: I form the light and create the darkness (45:7) Until now, I’d not seen this comparison—both Dark Lover and its counterpart, Lightsome Lover, glimpse the same reality, intimately involved in on-going creation, both its ascendancy and decline.

Like others, I’ve experienced my share of trials that began with a difficult breech birth. Trauma from fractures and food sensitivities that developed into chronic illnesses diminished my participation in life, but in retrospect, I did manage, with Dark Lover’s guidance, though not recognized as such.

His care and protection have seen me through caustic bone pain, the monotony of learning to walk seven times, significant falls, the dullness of exhaustion. Even more has he been present in prayer—teaching me: Your will, not mine, be done.

With this trenchant insight, I’ve a new lens through which to view my present circumstances. Despite the increase of symptoms, I’m prompted to let them go, and to deepen my surrender to Dark Lover’s care flooding my aged body and battered spirit, ever in the process of depth healing.

This is working out, twenty-four hours at a time.

Imprecise or overuse of words enervates meaning and jettisons them to dry-bone heaps. In my perception, one such bloodletting happened to the word spirit, heard resounding through entertainment venues, pep clubs, airlines, even enmeshed with the word love: Its demise, related to evil’s persuasive manipulation that de-humanizes and frustrates psycho-social growth—all fostered by social media and corrupt leaders.

Even more drastic is the evisceration of the Holy Spirit from the Triune presence that stirs the history of creation, depicted in the Old and New Testaments, and the evolution of humankind recorded in history.

Yet, today some Christians, with full hearts, will observe Pentecost, the gift of the Holy Spirit, as narrated in the Acts of the Apostles: Seven weeks from Jesus’s passion, death, and resurrection, His disciples received this gift in tongues of fire, observable in glossolalia and universal language.

A parallel to this outpouring is found in Exodus, the Feast of Pentecost or Weeks that recounts the Israelites’ offering the first-fruits of their harvest to God, seven weeks after their arrival in the Promised Land and then, receiving the blessing.

Both stories focus upon the unobtrusive influence of the Holy Spirit, evidenced by humility and willingness to serve.

Yet, half-emptied churches scar what used to be enthusiastic milieus for worship. One pastor noted: the lack of deep listening and the failure to believe in the Holy Spirit underlay this malaise. No matter—the Fire-Power is still operating and inspiring the likes of me as I move through each twenty-four hours with other believers.

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