Some burn brightly, some cast a gentle glow. In the revealing presence of a flood light all our sins are uncovered. There’s no hiding here. Every flaw exposed, every stain becomes visible and no excuse can stand.
Yet the compassionate and rosy hued illumination displays its subjects in a different light. What is revealed is viewed through a loving lens, a filtered light of crimson that makes all in its gentle glow appear redeemed. The condemnation having been placed upon the Light itself and not upon those who position themselves beneath its rays.
Old and New Testaments. Same light. Same love. Law or redemption? Its a Sunday contemplation.