LIGHTS
Today's reading: Isaiah 56-61

Is the song, This Little Light Of Mine, as much a part of your childhood as it was mine? Did you sing it nice and loud as a child? Did you holler a resounding 'no' when it came time to answer whether or not we'd hide our lights under a bushel basket? Did you huff and puff demonstrating how satan wants to snuff out our light?

There are days when I wish I had never learned the words or the tune of that little diddy. Please, hear me out...

I'm convicted by the fact that my 'little light' is, on the best of days, sporadic and weak.

I'm heartsick to know my 'flame of righteousness' is easily blown out by the draft created by a passing doubt or fear.

I'm ashamed to say there are a lot of days my light is at most a fraction of a spark.

Oh, yes, you can quote the fact to me that I am but a reflector of the light of the Lord. You can preach the old sermon about me being a vessel of His light. You can even quote the verse in Phillipians that I can do all things because of His light and love and strength.

There's still this issue I deal with: I'm a faulty reflector, a too small bulb, a teensy-tiny ember and the kind of gal who allows the pitch-forked enemy to douse my attempts to glow.

And still I am chosen to shine for Him. His choice. His selection to do His work, to glow for Him!

"Darkness as black as night will cover all the nations of the earth, but the glory of the Lord will shine over you. All nations will come to your light. Mighty kings will come to see your radiance." Isaiah 60:2-3 NLT