By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

I'll sit with you in your darkness ... for I've become familiar with it in my own.
I know what it is to be alone and I know, from experience, what it is to feel a black so black that you can see nothing before you.
I've felt the dark canopy of shame, depravity, and fear descending invisibly but forcibly upon me, and I've felt the fearful abandonment of those who promised to stay with me but didn't. 
I am no stranger to darkness,
But praise be to God ...
Neither am I a stranger to light.
Christ stepped into my darkness and He dared to relieve me and draw me out of it.
He dared to extend His holy hand,
Touch me in my darkness,
Call my name,
And identify with me.
He chose to openly, selectively, and freely deliver me and bring me into light.
He displayed no shame toward me; He disposed His grace, mercy, and compassion lavishly and without reserve on me, and He loved me unforgettably.
How can I not love "Him" now in earnest and with passionate intensity?
 I don't think it's possible to not feel indescribably indebted to such a love.
Because He loved me so decidedly and undeservedly in my darkness,
I love Him differently now ... in this light.
I've no wish to pretend my darkness didn't exist;
I've only an earnest desire to be the "reach" of Christ to another in theirs.
I choose to love openly, deliberately, and unashamedly those who sit in darkness.
I choose to be the "reach" in someone's night;
I choose to love my Christ ...
And share His light.

"Opinion is really the lowest form of human knowledge.
It requires no accountability, no understanding.
The highest form of knowledge is empathy, for it requires us to suspend our egos and live in another's world.
It requires profound purpose larger than the self kind of understanding."
-Bill Bullard