Welcome to The Light, your quiet hour of reflection.
There is something worth pausing over in the story of the Power Team, those muscle-bound evangelists of the nineteen eighties who tore phone books in half on church stages, preaching discipline and devotion in equal measure. With America once again drawn to the spectacle of Hulk Hogan's era, we are reminded how deeply we hunger for strength made meaningful, for bodies offered up as testimony.
That hunger takes a quieter, more tender form in the work of a physician designing individual drugs for patients with exceedingly rare genetic diseases, children and adults who fall entirely through the cracks of conventional medicine. One patient, one molecule, one act of radical attention. It is science practiced as something close to prayer.
And then there is Paula White-Cain, longtime spiritual adviser to the White House, whose resurfaced sermon describes the experience of that role as, in her words, absolute hell, a place of unceasing spiritual warfare. Whatever one makes of the theology, there is something genuinely human in the confession that proximity to power does not feel like victory.
That is this hour's reflection. Carry the light gently.
