The dark is a frightful place. There we are either hiding from God or pretending primarily to ourselves and ultimately to God. Worse our vision of God becomes clouded by shame and we mistake the voice of l o v e with the life-sucking, self-condemning, self-loathing, dark forces of shame.
There was a time when I mistook the enemy as my friend. That somehow there was importance to shame and accusation because it was correcting me and giving me something to work on. When in actuality it only dug me deeper in the hole of darkness. Shame is the horrible cloud that twists thoughts and dismisses dignity.
L o v e, however, calls us forth, meets us in the dark, and surprises us with His light. Love, when we are in the darkness of the self--self-loathing, self-contempt, self-pity, self-deprication--startles us with it's generosity! Love feels too good to be true. G r a c e dumfounds and bewilders in the sweetest ways and shocks me by it's generosity, patience, kindness, and favor.