Our introduction to Zephaniah is that he’s the son of Cushi, several generations removed within the direct line of Hezekiah.
“That day is a day of wrath; a day of trouble and distress; a day of ruin and desolation; a day of darkness and gloom; a day of clouds and thick darkness (Zephaniah 1:15).” I’m writing this on Sunday, January 22. It’s two days after the inauguration of President Donald Trump, and one day after the Women’s March on Washington DC, and around the world. As someone who lives in Washington, it’s not a stretch for me to say that pretty much everyone in my immediate vicinity has seen at least one of these two days as one of darkness in some way. Of course, not everyone’s darkness is the same, and some might see light amongst the shadows that others focus on. It’s hard to feel enmeshed in darkness. It often leads to feeling lost, helpless, isolated. We need to find those pockets of light and work to grow them, however we’re feeling about the world today.