These are days that pull me in directions I don’t want to go. My day starts with prayer and reflection. That sets a tone I want to preserve. You probably know how things go from there. The world tries to be the boss of me.
The best I can come up with as an image to sustain my wholeness is that of an oil lamp, full and lit, sitting on a stand. The world changes around it, winds blow, it’s light burns brightly at times; at other times it’s flame flickers and it needs it’s wick lengthened or trimmed; depending. What I see is that there’s no confusion about it’s being. It is not the world and it is not the turmoil. It is a light on a lamp stand. If it could feel, it might feel threatened, inflamed, dampened. The reality is, it remains a lamp on a stand with one reason for being.
So here I sit on my stand (pc at hand), resolute and responsive to the day, unconquered and unyielding. Whether darkness prevails around me, in some small way, does depend on me and others like me.
So everybody, how about it? In chorus now! “This little light of mine…..”
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