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Light

It is no coincidence that light is symbolic of Christ, the light and life of the world (Mosiah 16:9). Every characteristic of light is also characteristic of the Son of God:


  • All life requires light for survival and growth.
  • Light dispels darkness.
  • Light makes everything visible and clear (also used in the forms of lenses and mirrors) and is used to lead the way.
  • Light provides warmth and happiness; its absence leads to cold and depression.
  • The brightest light is white.
  • The solar system revolves around a light source (and isn't it interesting that sun and son are homophones in English?).
  • Light signifies knowledge (light bulb ideas, the word enlightenment, D&C 93:36).
  • Light comes from above.

The scriptures reveal how light has been used to symbolize the Savior:

  • Before the Savior was born, the Nephites experienced a day and a night and a day of full light (3 Nephi 1:15, 19).
  • On His day of birth, a new star--the brightest and only constant star--appeared (3 Nephi 1:21, Matthew 2:2).
  • When the Savior was crucified, there was darkness, for three hours in Jerusalem (Luke 23:44-45) and three days in the Americas in which no light could be made (3 Nephi 8:20-23).

Other facts about light:

  • Things that are black do not emit or reflect light.
  • Winter has the least daylight.

Discussion: In what other ways is light symbolic of Christ?

photo from Yury Khristich on sxc.hu

Comments

Anonymous said…
Light was what Joseph Smith was surrounded by after he was first covered by darkness in the Sacred grove. light is what Moroni was surrounded by when he was in Joseph's bedroom.
DAD
Anonymous said…
Jesus Christ is the light and the life of the world because he helps us, along with Heavenly Father, through tough times and through the straight and narrow path. He leads us away from spiritual darkness and into spritual light. Come follow him! Also, light helps things function. The spiritual light is the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

Constance

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