Salvation is light

Salvation is light

It struck me like lightning that day

The eloquence of the preacherwoman was on display

As she tried to convince the crowd

Concerning the truth that was shrouded

In mystery

Before then it was just a story

She stated that salvation was an immaculate hybrid of faith and works

For by faith are we saved and not of works...sayeth the Bible

Work out your salvation with 'fear and tremble'

At this point i was totally at sea

What sense in this message is there to see?

It was then that i remembered that theory about light

During my shs days when i was very bright

They taught that light is a particle as well as a wave

Basic shs physics huh...

Two forms of energy with opposing qualities

Ahah, i shouted....in my head of course

That was the perfect explanation for the faith-works mystery

For light in certain instances behaves like a wave and in others as a particle

All to enable it to carry out its wonderful work of overcoming the dark

And salvation is no different

By faith in Jesus we are saved

Then comes the working

For none can prove faith by idling

For Faith without working is dying

So then to overcome darkness that is sin

Our weapon is this faith-works property of salvation

One cannot exist without the other

For salvation is light

E.Y.

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