In the beginning there was no light. Not until God said otherwise. Let there be light, the Man upstairs commanded. And everything lit up like the fourth of July fireworks. It was beautiful. Tremendous. You had to be there to see it. But here’s the catch. I know for a fact that there remained some places devoid of light. Of course they had to be so. Where else would evil thrive? And for the natural order and balance of things to prevail, there had to be darkness-no matter how minute-to counter the light, there had to be evil against the good, there had to be sadness against the mirth.
And the devil. Beware, I tell you, he’s made that darkness his abode.