It’s quiet here tonight. The guys are all sleeping. It’s just me and the twinkle of these little lights.
Somehow, when a room is lit by little lights, it just feels more special. A little more ‘magical’. How those strands of bulbs can fascinate me so or why(!), I am not to sure. They bring a room ambiance. Warmth. A spark of enlightenment.
Growing up, I’d heard time and time again how I, as a christian, am like a little light that shines … This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine … I always imagined a lone candle sitting in a brass holder, bringing light wherever I went. I knew that I always carried a bit of light with me because Jesus was with me. Illuminating through me. I guess that’s as far as my imagery went with carrying a “little light”.
Lately, for me, it’s been a struggle. Physically – I’m tired. Emotionally – I’m drained. Spiritually – I’m thirsty. I guess with all the new changes around here, I haven’t felt like my single candle has done a very good job of staying bright. It’s like, I’ve viewed my candle as the source of bringing light into any room, circumstance, or relationship. How I’ve been wrong … without even really focusing on it but just accepting a perspective I’ve derived from imagery in a childhood song!
When my world felt like it was falling apart (hormonally that is, just hours ago), it wasn’t my brass candle holder that I turned to for illumination … it was Father and His word. Communicating with Him, crying out to Him, acknowledging that I couldn’t function alone, and clinging to His promises – it’s like I got plugged back into a socket and multiple lights got turned on. My strand of mini lights.
For everything I was thankful for, it seemed like a bulb lit up. For the gift of life, here on earth and eternallly, a light was turned on. For the beauty of my situation, even though I am tired, another light began to shine. For the burden of my problems that I never had to carry in the first place, another twinkle.
I’m unpacking this idea of letting my light(s) shine wherever I may go and staying plugged into the Source – my God – to illuminate me REGARDLESS of my current state. Like these small little christmas lights, I too can bring a room ambiance, warmth, and enlightenment.
So can you.
pic pix: our lit rooms, at home, Dec.2013