This week I watched as the 6th miner was pulled out of the mine in Chile. The rescue started on their 69th day of darkness. However by the point I started watching was already on day 70.
I sit here and think about the thoughts that must of gone through the minds of these men. They lived 17 days in darkness. Yes, 17 days in their own personal tomb. They had no idea if they would be found. I would imagine some of them would have to make peace with the idea they could die right then and there. I do not know what they had with them in this cave under ground. Might have had some light, but I’m sure it was limited. I know they were starving when they were first found. Lost and then found – Amazing Grace that is.
To live in that darkness, to be with 32 other folks, and yet be so alone. There are 33 men total, but you don’t usually count yourself do you? Though the ordeal was just 70 days, I do know that the images, emotions will last with them a life time.
I have darkness in my life, that I’m reminded of constantly. There was some light leading up to my darkness, but I did not see it. Not until I was put into complete darkness did I finally learn to see, and seek the light. I went through the darkness turning my head towards HIM, the Light. I had nothing else. But He never left me, He was there shining His light into my life for such a long time, but I would not look upon it. Then when He really got my attention, I learned. That darkness was necessary in my life. I had to go through it. If I had not, then I would not of ever really learned to Trust in Him. To Love Him. Hard to say but that darkness in my life was a blessing. Although I am "haunted” often by those events. Sometimes completely caught off guard by them, I know that I will survive any trial for He is with me always. Pulled me from Darkness and into the Light.
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