Jesus is not only unafraid of what ails us; He has every intention of healing it. He does this by entering the place of our greatest shame and making it His home. He fights us tooth and nail to get to the very thing we most want to hide – our anguished, silent aloneness, our terrible fear of the darkness within us. Then, once He arrives at the deepest part of our darkness and shame, He unpacks His bags and sets up His tent. He makes a fire and fries some fish. He feeds us and talks to us. In the place of our deepest wounding, He give us words. ~ Victoria Brooks
In the dark early morning hours, every day of the week you can watch reruns of Tales from the Darkside. It’s kind of a cheesy version of The Twilight Zone. The predictable element in each episode of each series was the plot twist at the end. You’re probably familiar with the musical intro from The Twilight Zone. Tales from the Darkside started out with pictures of lovely scenery, interrupted by the foreboding voice of the narrator:
Man lives in the sunlit world of what he believes to be reality. But… there is, unseen by most, an underworld, a place that is just as real, but not as brightly lit… a Darkside.
It’s a bit of old-fashioned horror. We’re much more sophisticated than we were in 1959 and 1983 when these programs premiered. They don’t scare us anymore. We’ve all seen reality that’s much more frightening than fantasy.
While we may not be afraid of what’s on TV, there’s still a darkside that scares us. Long before the closing credits roll, He arrives at the deepest part of our darkness and shame, He unpacks His bags and sets up His tent.
And now comes the plot twist: no condemnation, no shame, no guilt. Instead, He feeds us and talks to us. In the place of our deepest wounding, He give us words.
I don’t know what’s on your menu, but here in my heart, it’s time to fry some fish.