Illumination: The Quiet Way Grace Works in Our Thinking

Many Christians have moments when a thought arrives unforced — clear, quiet, and fitting. Not dramatic, not mystical, just a small spark of clarity that seems to land at the right time.

The early Church had a word for this: illumination.

Illumination is not prophecy, and it’s not revelation. It isn’t about predictions, special insight, or spiritual fireworks. It is simply God helping the mind see something it already has the pieces for, a gentle cooperation between grace and thought.

And it often shows up in ways so ordinary we barely notice.

Sometimes a person will have an idea that feels unimportant at first. Then, much later, that same idea ends up fitting a situation perfectly. Not because anyone foresaw anything, but simply because the timing was right, as though a thought had been placed quietly on a shelf ahead of time, waiting for the moment when it would be needed.

Other times an insight arrives with surprising coherence. When someone begins to explore it, thinking, checking, reflecting – the exploration doesn’t reshape the idea. It simply confirms it. The more attention the idea receives, the more coherent it becomes, as if the structure was already there waiting to be recognized.

These aren’t dramatic experiences. They’re simply the small ways grace meets an attentive mind.

Illumination also shapes how many Christians read Scripture. It often isn’t loud or spectacular. It’s the quiet way a phrase may stand out, or a repeated theme becomes clearer, or a connection appears between passages that were separate before. These moments don’t come from pressing the text to yield meaning. They come from giving it space, reading without hurry, and letting the small sparks rise on their own.

Studying, reflecting, learning the history behind the text, all of that matters. But illumination often meets us inside those things. Not by overriding them, but by helping us notice what was already waiting to be seen.

Illumination doesn’t need to be chased. It doesn’t require technique or special sensitivity. It simply becomes more visible when we slow down a little, don’t rush past gentle thoughts, and allow ideas to settle before we dismiss them.

It is not about being gifted or spiritually advanced. It’s one of the quiet ways God helps ordinary people think clearly and kindly. One of the ways faith and thought live together. A small spark here, a quiet clarity there, arriving at the right time.

Illumination isn’t loud. It isn’t insistent. It waits. And when we slow down even slightly, we begin to see how often it has been there all along.

Reflections on Fame: A Personal Journey

Daily writing prompt
Who is the most famous or infamous person you have ever met?

I was 10 years old in 1968. That year, I built a soap box derby car. I have a fond memory of my father helping me build it—as much as the rules allowed.

When race day came, they set my car and two others on the starting ramp. The ramp was on a road by Lake Ontario that had a steep hill. They let the cars go, and off I went down the hill.

The kid in the next lane swerved into mine, and to avoid hitting him, I turned into the snow fence that lined the road. My wheel caught in the wire, spun the car around, and bent the axle. Needless to say, I didn’t win the race.

Afterward, my father got talking to the men running the race, and soon he joined the committee that was planning a new track. Not long after, he told me he was going on a trip to Akron, Ohio, with other members of the committee for the big national soap box derby day—to see how their track was set up. And he said I could come along.

So my father, I, and others from the committee—and their kids—took a road trip from Rochester, New York, to Akron. We stayed in a fancy hotel for a day or two before the big event. I made friends with another kid, and we noticed a lot of real celebrities were staying there because they were going to be in the big parade on race day.

That gave us a clever idea: we’d hang out in the lobby by the elevator to watch the celebrities come and go.

Once, we saw the actor Lorne Greene from the TV show Bonanza making his way through the crowd in the lobby. He had a man with him clearing a path, and they were heading straight for the elevator. We positioned ourselves right by the doors, and as Lorne Greene and his assistant went in, we slipped in just before the doors closed.

Now, we were just a couple of kids, and we barely knew what to say except “hi.” Lorne Greene reached out and shook each of our hands. We rode with him silently until he reached his floor. He was such a nice guy—friendly and patient—and he didn’t scold us for sneaking in.

It’s one of those memories that has stayed with me all my life—not just the race, but that whole adventure with my dad.

Years later, I almost met Jesse Jackson. I was on a plane in coach, and I could see him a few rows up in first class. Only a few times in my life have I encountered people who seemed larger than life. It’s hard to describe, but they seem to glow with some kind of spiritual power. I don’t know much about him personally, but that was the impression I got from a distance.

For anyone unfamiliar, Reverend Jesse Jackson was a major figure in the civil rights movement, working alongside Martin Luther King Jr. in the 1960s. He later ran for president in the 1980s, becoming the first African American to seriously contend for a major party’s nomination. Known for his powerful oratory and his message of justice and hope, Jackson inspired millions with his phrase “Keep hope alive.”

So while I can’t claim to have met many famous people, I’ve had a few brushes with them—and what I remember most isn’t the fame, but the feeling of being in the presence of someone who carried themselves with grace.

Well I’m back after almost a year

My last post was in August 2024, and I’m sorry to say that I haven’t had much time to do anything for a year. My wife was diagnosed with dementia June 2024, and I have been her care giver, so not a lot of time for anything else.

I got a notice today that the domain for this blog needed renewing, so I had to decide quickly whether to let it go or continue.. I decided to continue because by now I have gotten some help to come in to take care of my wife a couple days a week, and so now I’ve been able to do some hobby things I couldn’t really do for the last year.

This blog has revolved around my varied interests, basically whatever I’m working on, and so I think I can continue to do that, plus possibly share some thoughts about what’s involved with caring for a loved one with dementia.

I’ve learned a lot in the last year about care giving, and can say, life ranges from easy, to hard, to very hard. I have learned things that you should do, and come up with a few things of my own that can be done to make things easier, and I’ll try to share that with the caution saying I’m no expert.

For hobby time, I’ve gotten back in to music, since I can do this while my wife is napping or with an aide. I tried to go back to electronics… that’s harder to do, I can find a few minutes here and there to design, but building and debugging take too much attention.

I can say I have used my technology skills to come up with a few things to make things safer for her, and easier for me. Mostly that involved morphing my home automation system (Openhab) into being an aid for myself and aides along the lines of monitoring, alarming, and reminding things related to dementia care giving.