We have recently moved to town after years in the country. When I saw my desk totally empty and in it's new spot, I thought it depicted how I had felt the last few years. I felt empty, like my desk. I felt there was no good thing to share.
But, the lamp light is still on, praise The LORD!
I find myself ever-so-thankful that in sunshine and sorrow,
Whatever we face on the eve of a new tomorrow,
The LORD, HE is always there.
HE listens. HE loves. HE cares.
The Lamp of the world, the Light of each night -
HIS bulbs never dims, HE always shines bright.