Light is the force behind all life. Photosynthesis powers plants, which fuel animals, which sustain us. Without the light, we’re nothing. In Scripture, light symbolizes purity, revelation, and salvation. Christ embodies it fully. God’s first act in Genesis 1:3 was “Let there be light.” and with that our sun was created. But this life-giving light is not the light we now live in.
It turns out that our glowing screens and LED bulbs that define modern life are actually the architects of our fatigue and anxiety. They mimic the sun but lie to our bodies and flood them with signals of perpetual daylight long after darkness has fallen. This is this light we spend most of our day under.
The artificial glare is the final frontier of our synthetic world, a world of processed foods and digital fantasy, and it represents our total surrender to an existence divorced from the one God designed for us. This has become defining struggle of our time: to see past the shimmering allure of the artificial and reclaim the substantive, enduring reality that truly sustains us.
The evidence against our modern cage of light is not merely anecdotal or theological. Consider the recent findings from a recent 2025 study in JAMA Network Open, which tracked nearly 89,000 adults for eight years. Researchers discovered that the artificial glow seeping into our bedrooms at night corresponds with a staggering 56% greater risk of heart failure, alongside significantly higher rates of heart attack and stroke. The authors concluded that this constant light pollution disrupts our circadian rhythms, suppresses the God-designed hormone of rest—melatonin—and elevates stress hormones, wearing down the heart over time.
We all know this in our bones. We have all felt the spiritual hangover that follows a night spent staring into a glowing rectangle. The fatigue, the irritability, the sense of being disconnected from both God and ourselves. This is the price we pay for trading God’s design for man’s machines.
One of the easiest ways to end this disruption is to put your phone down an hour before bed. We’re flooding our eyes with high noon level blue light directly in front of our face and then we wonder why we can’t fall asleep. Try it out for one week and I guarantee you’ll see improvements in how you feel.
LEDs are everywhere. In every home, every office, every store, and even every car, creating a blinding light that makes it almost impossible to drive at night these days without feeling blinded. We are essentially running the largest society-wide experiment in history with LED lights and we are only beginning to understand the longterm consequences of flooding our bodies with blue light 24/7.
About a year ago I decided to opt out of this experiment as best I could. I replaced every LED in my home with warm, soft incandescent bulbs—the kind that glow like a campfire or a candle. The change was immediate. My evenings feel calmer. My sleep is deeper. My mornings come with more focus and less fog. It’s as if my home has exhaled, returning to the rhythm of light and dark that God designed from the beginning.
Blue light from LEDs and screens is biologically aggressive. They lack the balancing infrared wavelengths found in natural sunlight. God’s design is perfect: the sun’s full spectrum seamlessly regulates our hormones and promotes cellular repair. But in our indoor-centric lives, we are starved of this true light while being relentlessly bombarded with its distorted, man-made imitation. Our bodies are trapped in a perpetual noon. It is no wonder we are a people plagued by chronic fatigue, anxiety, and metabolic chaos.
I want to be clear that blue light itself is not the enemy per se. God made it. It is a gift of focus and vitality, designed to set the rhythm for our entire day. The problem, as always, is man’s arrogant mimicry. We have stolen this sacred daytime signal and now flood our nights with its counterfeit glare from screens and LEDs. The fight, then, is not against a color on the spectrum. It is a battle between the sun’s God-given rhythm and the machine’s perpetual, soulless noon.
Another habit I’ve embraced recently is getting outside in the sunlight within the first 20 minutes of waking. No coffee first, no scrolling mindlessly, just walking into the dawn light. Sunlight in the morning stimulates vitamin D production, boosts serotonin for mood and focus, and synchronizes your body’s clock with the sun’s natural cycle.
Spiritually, it’s just as transformative. Standing outside in the dawn quiet, before the noise of the world begins, I am reminded that the sun rises not because of human effort, but by divine faithfulness. “His mercies are new every morning” (Lamentations 3:23). The sunrise is God’s daily promise that light will overcome darkness. Depending on who is up I usually bring the kids out with me and say some morning prayers while we breathe in the crisp morning air. There is no better way to start the day.
This simple act of stepping outside has become a kind of liturgy for me. It grounds me in gratitude before I face the day’s battles. It’s not a “biohack” or wellness fad, it’s a return to the order God built into creation itself. The world sells artificial energy in the form of caffeine and blue light; God offers it freely through morning sunlight.
So before you reach for your phone or your coffee mug, step into the morning light. Let the sun strike your face. Breathe the cool air. Feel your body remember what it was made for. It’s a small act of obedience with incredible rewards and a daily reminder that the first light still belongs to the Creator, not the machine.
Our world will continue to sell you its artificial comforts with the sterile glow of the screen, the endless scroll, the perpetual twilight of the LED. It will promise you convenience while it robs you of your vitality, and offer you connection while it isolates your soul.
You have the power to refuse. You can make your home a fortress of the real: a sanctuary of warm light, deep rest, and divine order. This is not a retreat from the world, but the preparation for engaging with it from a position of strength. By reclaiming your God-given vitality, you become a beacon of clarity and health in a darkening age.
These small acts of defiance are the most powerful of all, because they are a declaration that your body is not a machine to be optimized, but a temple to be honored. They are a statement that your family is not a demographic to be marketed to in bed, but a sacred covenant to be protected. In an age of synthetic everything, choosing the real is the ultimate rebellion.
So turn off the screens. Step into the sun. Touch grass. Let the darkness be dark again. Reclaim the world God gave you, one sunrise at a time.
Andrew Torba
CEO, Gab AI Inc
Christ is King
