“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”

– Martin Luther King Jr.

Light, for me, is sunshine. And I love sunshine.

Thank goodness I live in a place where the sun shines 350 days out of the year and on February 21st there is a high of 79.

Don’t get me wrong; the summers are brutal. But they are so worth it. When it’s cold, my joints ache, my muscles hurt, my blood doesn’t circulate and everything just hurts. I want to live in the shower and getting out of bed in the morning is the worst way to start the day. I have no doubt these times are reminders to appreciate the sunshine.

But when it’s warm out? Everything’s different. My body soaks up the sunshine, I smile, and my soul just feels good. God is sending sweet kisses down to me and brightening up the world.

I also have bouts of insomnia and find that opening the blinds and the door to my house every morning really helps my body produce melatonin and regulate my sleep cycle. Just watching the light fill the house in the morning and set at night can help regulate your body.

I am so thankful for the light of the sunshine and the warmth it provides.

What’s your favorite season? How do you interpret the word “light?”