When I was a child, bedtime was never my favorite part of the day. While my mother tucked me in and smoothed the covers, I was busy checking under the bed for monsters and making sure the closet door was firmly shut. The dark always felt too big—too full of things I couldn’t see or understand. I’d beg Mama to leave the hall light on, but she’d just smile and say, “Close your eyes and go to sleep, sweetheart. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
But I was afraid. The shadows on the wall looked like long fingers, and every creak of the house made my heart race. Night after night, I’d cry until finally Mama gave in. She agreed to let me leave the closet light on if I promised to keep the door just barely cracked. It was a small compromise, but to me, that sliver of light made all the difference.
It’s funny now, looking back, how much comfort I found in that faint glow. The light didn’t chase away every shadow, but it gave me just enough courage to rest. I think that’s why I love how the Bible talks about Jesus being the Light of the world. As long as I can see Him—even if it’s just a glimpse through a cracked door of faith—I know I don’t have to be afraid.
As I grew older, I learned that darkness still tries to creep in. It just takes different forms—worry, grief, doubt—but the remedy is still the same. Just as that closet light calmed my fears as a little girl, the light of Christ continues to bring peace to my grown-up heart.
And when I think about those long-ago nights, I smile. That small light shining through the crack in my closet door wasn’t just helping me sleep—it was teaching me to trust in the One who lights every dark place.
Dear Lord, thank You for being my Light in every season of life. When fear and doubt try to settle in, remind me that Your presence is brighter than any darkness I face. Help me keep my eyes on You, even when the world feels uncertain. Just as that little closet light once comforted a frightened child, let Your love and truth shine through every shadow that touches my heart. Amen.
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