And yet so often we run from him, we run from faith in him, we would rather cling to the darkness than come to the light. I feared being found out by my parents, I would try to avoid it, to put it off. Yet, as I described, it would happen, and they would call me up on the carpet and ask me to explain myself. It is harder to live in darkness than walk in the light. For some it is because of fear.
Life is improved.
Others live in darkness and hate the light, because they do not believe that there is anything better. They think that the struggle and the pain we experience is all there is to life. They don't believe in anything but themselves and what they know, and though they feel threatened and insecure, they puff themselves up and strut and caw and proclaim what foolishness faith and love are, as if by saying it much these things will go away. But they do not - faith, hope and love are eternal, they are the gifts of God and they will not perish, while doubt, and mockery, and hatred and all who live by these, will surely die. He is condemned my friends because he has not believed in the name of God's one and only Son.