And the Lights Went Out...
My grandfather, the late Brother Peter Capone, was a prime example of a godly man. He was kind to everyone; he loved people; he loved the Lord; his smile lit up any room. When I would talk to him, his eyes always showed such kindness. Anyone who met him loved him. He was such a beacon of light — a man who served the Lord with all of his heart, a man others looked up to, a man who led others to Christ, a man who I was proud to call my grandpa.
He was an elder, and one Sunday, something happened while he was preaching. I was a young girl, but this memory has stayed with me. He was preaching and really feeling the spirit. You could feel it, and his voice sounded so powerful. He said in a loud voice, “And the lights went out!” The lights in the church flickered on and off in the moment he spoke those words. We all just looked around in awe, as we knew the Lord was present. It was something that struck me as a young child, and it was amazing to feel the Spirit that day.
Sometimes we can get so wrapped up in life and the busyness of our lives that we need a little wake-up call, just like on that Sunday. If there was anyone there that day who wasn’t listening, when those lights flickered, it sure had their attention.
Stop what you are doing. Listen to the peace and quiet. Hear His whisper. Know that He is there.
“Be still and know that I am God.” (Psalm 46:10)
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