Go light your world

 

So carry your candle, run to the darkness
Seek out the lonely, the tired and worn
And hold out your candle for all to see it
Take your candle, and go light your world

I went to a Christmas Eve service on, well, Christmas Eve. We closed with Silent Night by candlelight. One of, hands down, my favorite part of any Christmas service when they do that. How one candle lights another and another and another…

My candle, though, was the most hilariously small flicker I’ve ever seen on a candle. I mean, it was seriously a tiny flame. But a tiny flame still lit the darkness in front of me. A tiny flame still lit larger flames around me. And eventually, my flicker grew into a flame.

One small flicker of light can light the darkness, both figuratively and literally. One small flame can make a difference in a terrifying world. Everywhere we look these days it’s darkness and despair. And sometimes even a small flicker struggles to stay lit. A small flicker can light darkness. A small flicker can be enough for someone to hope again – a flame that stubbornly stays lit against everything surrounding it determined to blow it out

I may be weird, but I search for symbolism and analogies in everything. It’s how my brain makes sense of the world and it’s what I find comforting. There’s something perfect about me having the tiniest flicker of a flame. It speaks about my life – a tiny little flame, too stubborn to go out against the odds of not staying lit. Too stubborn to give up, despite the forces against it. As a child in Sunday School, I remember singing “This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.”  I didn’t pay much attention to it, as a child, it was just a thing I did.

But now I’m older, and it holds a new meaning. Not one just about faith, not one just about a simple little childhood memory. No – it’s about my tiny flame refusing to go out. It’s about my little flicker still holding out, despite the odds for it to blow out. Tomorrow is the first day of 2018. 2017 was a bit of a roller coaster of a year in many ways, and that’s an understatement. But despite everything, despite all the odds, my tiny flame stayed lit.

My tiny flame still holds strong. Against ableism, against racism, against homophobia. Against all the injustices in the world. My passions, my hope, my dreams, my friend-family, they keep that tiny flame shining in the darkness. Despite all the forces around trying to snuff that flame, it still shines as bright as it can.

I often feel that my life is a tiny flicker. I feel like my voice is too tiny, too week, to feeble to reach the darkness. But in just mere hours, it will be 2018. The forces of the world will be trying to snuff my flame. The world will be dark and cold (and not just because I live in the frozen tundra of North Dakota!). There’s a lot of people who need a light – even the smallest flicker of one.

in 2018, I’ll keep my light shining. In 2018, my small stubborn flame will keep shining for all who need it. For anyone who needs a light in their darkness. For anyone who needs a reminder of light, love, and hope. My resolve for 2018 is for my light to be shining against all the odds, as a reminder that as long as there’s a flicker, there will always be hope.

So carry your candle, run to the darkness,
Seek out the hopeless, deceived and poor
Hold out your candle for all to see it

Take your candle, and go light your world

Lyrics from “Go Light Your World” by Chris Rice

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