IN THE CANDLELIGHT OF LIFE

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life

Why am I sitting here, stuck

Like a candle waiting to be lit?

For once lit, my candlelight slowly

Burns me toward eternal darkness

Never to brightly shine again; yet,

I yearn to be lit; and when I’m burning,

It appears that no one has a desire to blow

Me out and in no way can I blow myself out,

Finding myself in a world that has become

Windless and there isn’t any rain in sight!

Oh, God, let not my world

And me be as a confused candle;

Rather, let my world be as if modeled

After one of suns and moons giving and

Reflecting the eternal light of God’s

Divine wisdom, guidance, peace,

And love—a world in which hate

And war, are lit candles burning

Toward their eternal darkness:-

But if my life is to be like a candle,

Let it be as a sacred one—one that is lit—

To enlighten and then blown out to be lit

Again—in a renewal of enlightenment and

Blown out again until needed—a candle

Whose lifespan is long until the light

 Becomes that light transformed into

That of heaven’s eternal bright light:

This little light of mine…Let it shine…