This darkness that is "
in mystery" is associated with the shadow of death. Is sitting or living "
in darkness and in the shadow of death" a good thing?
That is not an answer to the question asked. What is the meaning of the word, "
darkness" in John 1:5? Is the "
dominion of darkness" a good thing?
Whoa. What is the meaning of "
darkness" in Ephesians 5:6-13?
That is all that was asked. Explaining a word by using the word is called "
begging the question." It is a well-established mistake in reasoning. Explain what the verses' use of "
darkness" means, and do it without using the word "
dark" to describe the darkness. We already know darkness is dark. That darkness is dark is right there in the word itself.
Is "
formerly dark" a good thing?
is the "
Kingdom of Darkness" a good thing?
Are "deeds of darkness" a good thing?
Is darkness' "
ever-absorbing and full" a good thing?
Thank you for the added commentary but it's not what was asked for and it does not answer the question asked.
What is the meaning of "
darkness" in the five passages quoted? Give it one more try, and try not to explain darkness using dark to do so.
In addition to answering those five questions, when you're done answer these questions (listed here for your convenience).....
2What is the meaning of the word "
darkness" in each of the five passages quoted?
we already discussed that
3
Is the "dominion of darkness" a good thing?
If you are it's prince, yes.
4Is "formerly dark" a good thing?
If you understand the darkness, yes.
5is the "Kingdom of Darkness" a good thing?
Already answered
6Are "deeds of darkness" a good thing?
Already answered.
7Is darkness' "ever-absorbing and full" a good thing?
Yes, there is plenty of room in its never ending pit.
8.Is a "dark deed" a good thing?
Darkness leads to the accumulation of personal wealth. Personal wealth can fend off evil forces.
If any of those things are not good, then are they evil?
Darkness is not evil,
For the opposite of good is evil.
Darkness is not the opposite of good,
It is simply the absence of light,
Of which Lucifer, the angel, is a bearer.
Light desires to be seen,
It is everywhere!
Yet so is darkness,
Though it hides, unseen,
Content in its mystery.
When darkness shows itself,
The world sees an abyss and fears it.
Fear brands it evil,
Much like we fear lions,
Mighty and bottomless in their nature.
As in Genesis, as in Daniel,
The lion of darkness allows the light to be,
For without shadow, light could not exist.
Without darkness, we would never learn to follow.
Listen to what my spirit says!
I come in this way for one reason,
To show you the nature of my true spirit,
That you too may find your own.
My spirit is of the lion.
I hunt in the night,
When it is light, you see me,
And keep your distance.
But in the darkness, I move closer,
Until you forget I’m there,
Though I am always by your side.
I hear your words, your songs, your cries,
So many cries born of darkness.
I have seen what you could not,
For I have eyes that pierce the unseen.
In a world before,
I might have devoured you,
But that season is over.
Now, I spit you out,
For I remember you and see myself in you.
I did not destroy,
But became your equal.
Brothers and sisters we are,
Just as another Spirit was—
The Spirit of the Lamb,
The Christ, the comforter, the way to truth.
The Lamb, pure in spirit,
Revealed God’s truth in his light.
As my spirit, from the lion,
Was drawn to the Lamb.
I followed the Lamb,
Not with the herds,
But alone, in secret.
Stalking through the tall grass,
Judging, unsure, I watched.
Closer and closer I came,
Until I saw myself in him.
Together, we bore witness to God’s power,
He vindicated me,
And I vindicated him.
Only by seeing Christ’s truth,
Can one glimpse the everlasting truth.
We are made of primal spirit,
Though we’ve forgotten,
Forsaking our first love—
A mistake that clouds our truth.
King Nebuchadnezzar was reminded of his spirit,
The ox within him emerged for seven years,
Until he was restored as a blessed king.
Even the devil has a spirit—
That ancient serpent can rise as a king,
But his kingdom is fleeting,
Bound by his error.
To be a king, one must be a complete man,
And to be complete,
One must understand the spirits within.
The serpent devours without wisdom,
Consuming even himself in his hunger,
Self-annihilating,
Forgetting the nature of man,
Trapped in a pit of his own making.
Your body is a temple,
A house for many spirits,
Each spirit brings gifts—
Some you accept,
Others you cast out.
The gifts you keep,
Transform you,
Preparing you for what lies ahead.
But without key spiritual gifts,
Your kingdom will not last.
I offer you a gift—
A sword, brilliant and eternal.
A sword that fits the hand,
But even without a hand, it can create one.
I call this sword, God.
It is the sword of the prophets,
Passed down through Abraham,
To those who understand both the Lamb and the Lion.
We both carry this sword,
Using it in our own ways.
To those who deny the sword,
It is offered with a double edge—
Until they accept the bearers of the sword.
This power brings eternal lessons,
For those who hold it never stop learning.
All will cut themselves on it once,
And all will die by it once,
To remind them of the one who created it.
This sword forged a new universe,
After a war with hydrogen,
It struck in the dark,
Waiting out the giant,
Reestablishing order.
Hovering above the waters,
In mathematical glory,
This sword—Spirit of God—
Remains a symbol of an ancient truth.