You are the light of the world. Matthew 5:14
I usually like to sit in an aisle seat when I’m flying. Then I can lean out into the aisle for a little more room. The flight was booked (overbooked, actually) and thankfully I was able to reserve a window seat.
The best part of the window seat for me is looking down and wondering about the people in the towns I’m flying over. It was especially fun this flight because I was flying at night and the lights were kind of like reverse stars twinkling below instead of above.
So many lights…so many people.
That doesn’t make everybody happy. I visited the telescope center on Mt. Hopkins atop the Santa Rita Mountains. The guide was telling us that the reason the telescope was put there was the desert was so dark and that made the viewing of the stars and beyond that much better. They would run their vehicles up and down the mountain with the headlights off to keep from disrupting the viewing process. One light could make that much difference.
So of course I wondered: how much difference does my light make?
Light plays an important role in the developing Christmas story.
Think about it: the Wisemen followed the light to get to the Light who came to bring light to those who would be his light in the world.
We light candles at Christmas. We put lights on our trees–inside and out. Some light displays are very extravagant, even being set to music. There are 1,850,000 hits on youtube alone for Christmas lights. They even put lights on the cacti in the desert.
What is this obsession?
It made me think about my fear of the dark. If I’m home alone I have to leave a light on. There are things in the dark that can hurt us. (My shins will atest to that!)
We do a lot to make sure that our physical worlds are void of darkness.
You are the light of the world–not physically but spiritually. Make sure this holy holiday season that you are plugged into the Source and that your light is shining bright.
We wouldn’t want anyone to have to be walking in darkness. Right?
Pot of Manna 
My son asked me once, “Mom, why are people afraid of the dark? The dark can’t hurt them. It’s the things in the dark that hurt.” In his literal mind (he’s 9), he didn’t understand the spiritual aspect of light and dark. He only understands that the “dark” is not something to be afraid of.
Things come out and jump in front of me (the ottoman, a chair, a table) on a regular basis as I walk through the dark (in the light too, but we won’t go there). Thankfully, I have a light shining in me that scares the dark away spiritually. His name is Jesus. I’m so grateful for His light.
Thanks for reminding me, Tina.
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You’re welcome. Thanks for the smile. I like the way your son thinks. “)
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I love flying at Christmas. You can see all the “squares” as you fly over housing areas. The first time, it took me a few minutes to figure out they were roofs outlined with lights. It always makes me smile to see them.
To be a beautiful light that makes others smile – that’s my prayer.
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My prayer too. Blessings.
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