Trail of Light

We sat in a crowded church on an uncrowded pew on Christmas Eve. The crowd triggered my anxiety but having a pew mostly to ourselves comforted me. At the end of the service, the pastor pointed out a small privilege we take for granted in this modern world – automatic street lights. As the sun sets, lights illuminate dark places. However, long ago, a human would light street lanterns. I imagined a man on horseback carrying a torch against the black sky lighting one lantern at a time as we, the congregation, lit our candles one at a time. I stood next to my father-in-law, who tragically lost his son this year, feeling grateful for the opportunity to pass my light to him. The symbolism conjured tears to my eyes. Passing light from one human to another – like God passing light and love to each of us. The congregation sang Silent Night in unison as the sanctuary lights were dimmed. Our little flickering flames grew brighter as the world around us grew darker. Only the candlelight didn’t actually get brighter. The candlelight simply became more obvious.

It is no secret that the last two years have brought many dark days. Some days have been so dark I could barely put one foot in front of the other, but on the darkest days, God strategically placed hearts of compassion and love along my path so I could stumble into the morning light. It seems we’re always wishing for light; always hoping for brighter days; longing for spring during a long winter. I think as humans we sometimes become complacent with the everyday light and take it for granted forgetting that suffering can take place in both darkness and light.

May this be our reminder to be trails of light for those traveling through the dark and the light.

Merry Christmas and happy holidays. May we never forget: Love Wins.

You are the light of the world.A town built on a hill cannot be hidden.

Matthew 5:14

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