Today sweet RedDog leaned over to me during church and whispered in my ear. He had just heard an apostle of the Lord say, “We must always keep our light visible for others to see. We must pray that our light will shine on those who need it in their lives.”
What did my boy whisper to me?
“Mom, you need to start writing on your blog again. It’s kind of your light.”
Here I am. My light feels a little dim if I’m being honest. I am currently in a whirlwind of stress, obligations, activities and life right now. I feel a bit tossed about, disoriented and disappointing.
But I still have a light. I’m humming “This Little Light of Mine” as I write. So for today I’m going to pretend my light is like one of those hand crank flashlights. Writing on this blog is one crank. The more I write, the more cranks I get, the brighter this light of mine is going to get.
The dark is no fun for me. The light . . . the light is where it’s at.
(photo via Luke Anderson)