When on a visit to the seashore, I was living at the back of a bay, which had a fort overlooking it. On the pier which protects the port a lighthouse had been erected, and each evening it was the first light to go on. In the morning it was the last to be extinguished.
This lighthouse was my friend. Had it missed being lit a single evening I would have felt myself lost without it; but it never failed. When the days became shorter, it was lighted sooner and it burned later.
But what made it still more dear to me, was that it was an emblem of a more sure and durable lighthouse, even a person, the Lord Jesus Himself. He has said, “I am the light of the world. All other lights become extinguished. They may last for a time, but they will pass away. When your last hour of life comes, neither the light of science, nor even the light of affection will be able to brighten the valley of the shadow of death before you. But if you have taken the Lord Jesus as your Saviour, when that last moment comes, He will remain your guide. You will be able to say, “Thou art with me.” Happy is the bark that He guides to the heavenly harbor; happy is the soul of whom He is the “lighthouse.”
You may have difficult times along the pathway of life, but that “Lighthouse” always shines. Jesus is there! Never try to walk in the way that He does not light for you. Where His light shines there is peace and security.
ML 07/08/1956