This Little Light of Mine

I love to hear my kids sing. Moreover, I am moved when I hear them sing praises. Every morning this week we have belted out old school Newsboys on the way to school. To hear my youngest sing He Reigns as loud as she can is nothing short of glorious. Today, I thought of a simpler song. In the midst dealing with someone's emotional melt down I recited This Little Light of Mine. No hand motions, no chorus of singers- just simple lyrics for me to meditate on while helping someone else through their own, personal hell.

Now that I have some time and peace to process I am reminded that lights are only used in the darkness. Don't see too many people shining flashlights at noon on sunny days do you? Light is most valuable in the midst of darkness. Some lives have been left to the darkness.

My daughter asked me what I do now. She understood the role of minister, but the therapist thing eludes her comprehension. I told her that I worked with people who had been abused. She asked me what abuse was. I stopped in that moment to thank God that my daughter had no concept of abuse. Too many kids know far too well what abuse is.

Christians spend too much time in the suburbs. Orderly lives in sheltered places. Light that remains in well-lit places. When we are told to let our light shine we should assume that we are called to illuminate the darkness. So, this little light of mine... I'm gonna let it shine.