Sojourners of the Night


Those who are wise will shine like the brightness of the heavens,

and those who lead many to righteousness, like the stars for ever and ever.

(Daniel 12:3)


The night has a nature of its own.

People sleep. People dream. Evil is plotted and crimes are carried out. Ignorant of the night’s perils are the drunk and riotous—something I know too well. The rising tide of darkness is the waking hour of humanity’s worst. Either the night lulls us into a dreamworld or it pulls out the blackness within. The other half of day calls forth the other half of man.

More and more, the culture, the zeitgeist, seems to be entering the nightside of life, as if the ages of history roll in cycles of spirituality. Light and dark, light and dark, light and dark. Just as the sun wanes in the dusk, the present age steadily drifts away from Christ and from the truth. The twilight darkens a little more each decade. Abandon objective morality. Abandon heaven or hell. The sky is ink now.

We are spiritually asleep with entertainment and distractions. An age of conspiracy, an age of violence, an age of deceit, an age of drunkards, an age of dreamers—all the virtues of night. A generation of youth born in its thrall fail to fathom any other realm. Darkness is normal; light is strange. No one is immune to this night’s intoxication, and letting ourselves drift along with the trends, we mistake our romance with death for a gentle sleep.

What is the world’s sparse scatter of Christians if not pinpoint stars shining faith against a dimming backdrop of despair? Each hour, the contrast grows.

By midnight, nearly the whole sky has embraced the darkness. The celestial canopy mocks its little twinkles still clutching to light against the encompassing mass.

csm_wallpaper-vaude-visions-immanuel-rapp-alps-krottenkopfscharte-uebersicht1_e72f3ddfbeBut the Morning Star heralds the day. When it appears in the darkest hour, the black ocean of sky runs and hides, fleeing at the sight of that brightest of all stars dragging up the sun as with invisible chains.

I, Jesus, have sent my angel to give you this testimony for the churches. I am the Root and the Offspring of David, and the bright Morning Star.” (Revelation 22:16)

Look, I come like a thief! Blessed is the one who stays awake and remains clothed, so as not to go naked and be shamefully exposed.” (Revelation 16:15)

“… for you know very well that the day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night.” (1 Thessalonians 5:2)

But you, brothers and sisters, are not in darkness so that this day should surprise you like a thief. You are all children of the light and children of the day. We do not belong to the night or to the darkness. So then, let us not be like others, who are asleep, but let us be awake and sober. For those who sleep, sleep at night, and those who get drunk, get drunk at night. But since we belong to the day, let us be sober, putting on faith and love as a breastplate, and the hope of salvation as a helmet. For God did not appoint us to suffer wrath but to receive salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ.” (1 Thessalonians 5:4-9)

Waning faith, waxing godlessness—the mark of nightfall. And yet, the true believers have not dimmed, but sparkled only brighter, in truth, in faith, in hope. At the knell of closing time, the world cries, “Eternal Night!”

But God’s people point to the Morning Star ascending from the horizon. “Day is coming! Eternal Day!”

Everything in time has a beginning and an end. What came before time was eternity, and what comes after is eternity. Those wallowing in the nocturnal darkness make a home of the temporal, proud citizens of a fallen earth. But there is no darkness in eternity, no evil in the Creator’s abode, so they shrink like vampires into the shadows at the roar of the age’s end.

The heavens receded like a scroll being rolled up, and every mountain and island was removed from its place. Then the kings of the earth, the princes, the generals, the rich, the mighty, and everyone else, both slave and free, hid in caves and among the rocks of the mountains. They called to the mountains and the rocks, ‘Fall on us and hide us from the face of him who sits on the throne and from the wrath of the Lamb! For the great day of their wrath has come, and who can withstand it?” (Revelation 6:17)

Men flee behind rocks when the light bursts from the sky—such is the nature of shadows. The stars, however, are no longer seen. They vanish when joined by the light of day. The sojourners of the night are no longer strangers where they dwell. In them was the Holy Spirit of the Eternal God, and with His indwelling Word they were set alight like burning lamps, kindling enmity with sin and walking the rest of the dark path as in broad daylight, honestly, uprightly, gracefully.

Lord, have mercy on us sinners and teach us how to walk in daylight!

At that time the kingdom of heaven will be like ten virgins who took their lamps and went out to meet the bridegroom. Five of them were foolish and five were wise. The foolish ones took their lamps but did not take any oil with them. The wise ones, however, took oil in jars along with their lamps. The bridegroom was a long time in coming, and they all became drowsy and fell asleep. At midnight the cry rang out: ‘Here’s the bridegroom! Come out to meet him!” (Matthew 25:1-6)


As of yet, it is still night.

It has been a very, very long night, and we’re all getting kind of tired.

But I believe a bell will sound at midnight, deep into the final hours of this Satanic era. I look around through sleepy eyes and see a dark sea of people already in a perfect slumber of delusion and fantasy, pursuing dreams, eyes fastened shut. So few do anything but cover their ears at the mention of rebirth, well at peace with the warm, dark serenity of the womb. The spiritually unborn have never opened their eyes or taken their first breath of life. If clinging to the womb they are not born, their eyes will never open, they will never inhale life, and they will die. Their existential experience will descend from blind warmth to fire and darkness forever.

Jesus replied, ‘Very truly I tell you, no one can see the kingdom of God unless they are born again.’

‘How can someone be born when they are old?’ Nicodemus asked. ‘Surely they cannot enter a second time into their mother’s womb to be born!’

Jesus answered, ‘Very truly I tell you, no one can enter the kingdom of God unless they are born of water and the Spirit. Flesh gives birth to flesh, but the Spirit gives birth to spirit.” (John 3:5-7)

At this late hour, every soul saved is being pulled from the precipice of eternal flames. It’s time for Christians to be vocal, warning all of the impending daylight. It’s time to stand out from the night and shine.


Blessed is the one who reads aloud the words of this prophecy,

and blessed are those who hear it and take to heart what is written in it,

because the time is near.

(Revelation 1:3)

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