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Darkness and light

There is a song called, " I want to be in the light." written by Charlie Peacock that has been one of my favorites for a long time. I was first introduced to the song after winning a 3 cassette set of Charlie Peacock's from a local christian radio station years ago. Every chance I could get I'd play those cassettes in the tape deck of my little Ford Escort hatchback. I wore out the cassette before I wore out the car.

There is such a contrast between darkness and light. Sometimes the space between seems impossible to pass through. Biblically speaking, when Moses went up to the mountian to receive the ten commandments, the physical nature of his face was changed. His face seemed to "glow"! When Jesus takes Peter, James and John up to the top of the mountain to pray, his face's appearance changed and his clothes became dazzling white!

When we draw near to G-d, we soak up the light like a thirsty sponge. When we walk away from G-d, we dry up like a sponge without water. Soaking or dry, light or dark are contrasts that make spiritual and physical sense. Maybe the reason I wore out the tape with that song on it all those years ago was because I was thirsty or needing a little light in my life.

We all need refreshment and light in order to live.
"I want to be in the light as You are in the light, I want to shine like the stars in the heavens..."

I keep trying to find a life
On my own apart from you
I am the king of excuses
I've got one for every selfish thing I do

(Tell me) what's going on inside of me
I despise my own behavior
(This only) serves to confirm my suspicions
That I'm still a man in need of a Savior

(CHORUS)
I wanna be in the Light
as You are in the Light
I wanna shine like the stars
in the Heavens
Oh, Lord be my light
and be my Salvation
'cause all I want is to be in the Light
All I want is to be in the Light

This disease of self runs through my blood (through my blood)
It's a cancer fatal to my soul
Every attempt on my behalf has failed
to bring this sickness under control

Tell me what's going on inside of me
(Whats going on)
I despise my own behavior
(Despise my own behavior)
This only serves to confirm my suspicions
That I'm still a man in need of a Savior

I wanna be in the Light
as You are in the Light
I wanna shine like the stars
in the Heavens
Oh, Lord be my Light
and be my Salvation
'cause all I want is to be in the Light (yeah)
All I want is to be in the Light

(BRIDGE)
Honesty becomes me
[There's nothing left to lose]
The secrets that did run me
[Your presence have defused]
Pride has no position
[As riches have no worth]
The fame that once did cover me
[Has been sentenced to this Earth]
Has been sentenced to this Earth

Tell me what's going on inside of me
(What’s going on)
I despise my own behavior
(Despise my own behavior)
This only serves to confirm my suspicions
That I'm still a man in need of a Savior

I wanna be in the Light
as You are in the Light
I wanna shine like the stars
in the Heavens
Oh, Lord be my light
and be my Salvation
'cause all I want is to be in the Light
All I want to be is in the Light (3x)

[There's no other place I want to be]
[No other place that I can see]
[A place to be that's just right]
[Someday I'm gonna be in the Light]
[You are in the Light]
[That's where I need to be]
[That's right where I need to be]

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