Slap Your Face

At night it gets so dark out here in the country that you can slap yourself in the face and not see it coming.  And it was especially spooky when the boys and I were out here without Hubby during the beginning of our move process.  So of course we hung white rope lights from one of the big old oaks in between the camphouse and the main house.   Therefore our path is lit to and from the main house.  Been told the lights can be seen from the Farm To Market road which leads to the county road that runs in front of our place.  Reminds me that God's Word is a light unto my path and a lamp unto my feet and we are to not hide our Light but put it out for all to see.  Are you living in the Light?