my light

Have you ever noticed that flowers go toward the sun? You know bend, twist, and turn to reach the source of its happiness. Well I assume sun makes flowers happy, they don't readily bloom in the darkness. And not only flowers, but trees, birds, bees, all living things are affected by the light.

We need to be like flowers. I need to be like the tulips on my window sill, reaching and bending to the source of my happiness. Physically moving myself, my whole self to face the source of my light, my God.

I so often like to hide in the dark. Darkness offers cover. It can hide all of your flaws, making everything equal, everything the same in the blackness. It gives the illusion of making things beautiful. Think of a city. During the day there is nothing special about it. Buildings cramped up next to each other, the same color palate moving through out the city. But then night falls and things change. What was once a boring, Plain Jane city as turned into a shinning star. Lights from in and outside of the buildings illuminate the windows making each one a unique little star. The lights mixing with the darkness cover the blemishes of the city and highlight it's strengths. And then the morning comes and erases all the images you thought you had of the city. Showing you all the ugly and unsightly parts you tried to forget in midst of the dark.

But the light...oh the light bring life with it. Nothing good or worth while prospers in the night. Light shows us who we really are, it shows us who we can be all the time with out the illusion of the darkness.

So my goal this week is to be the light. To shine so brightly that the world has no choice but to look. I'll need a little help to keep it bright, but the more of us that shine together the brighter and more brilliant our light becomes.