Everything changes in the dark.
As we descended the mountain, retracing the same path we had taken earlier that day, everything felt unfamiliar—almost unrecognizable. Our sense of direction wavered. The confidence we had in daylight disappeared with the sun.
Relying on our map, headlights, trail markers, and each other, we found our way back. In reality, we were only disoriented for five or ten minutes—maybe even less—but in the moment, it felt like hours.
Darkness has a way of distorting our perspective.
When we struggle, it’s easy to forget what it felt like not to struggle.
But seasons change.
The light always returns.
Surround yourself with people and things that lead you back to the light—or those willing to stand with you in the dark and help you navigate.
As Martin Luther King Jr. said, "Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that."