The Son

Recently, we read about the Aztec practice of sacrificing humans to their sun god. They believed that each night the darkness conquered the sun and that he had to be strengthened by the shedding of human blood so that he could rise each morning. Archaeologists estimate that the Aztecs sacrificed one person every half hour for years. This morning during my run, the clouds in the east were red. Seeing them reminded me of the Aztec beliefs. It also gladdened my heart that my Son has conquered darkness and death. He is the eternal Light of the world. One day the sun that our planet revolves around will not rise, but darkness will not reign. He will.