This little light of mine
Yesterday was Palm Sunday. In the Orthodox Church we have the habit of marching around the church on important days, and on really important ones we all carry candles. This was one of those days.
The wind was blowing off and on, but quite forcefully, as Emmy, Bella, Liliana, Erin, my Mom and I walked. Every couple minutes one or more of us would say, “aw it got me,” or some variation on the theme. The candles were blowing out. Emmy did the best, hers only went out once, a thing she was quite proud of.
It occurred to me though, that this was another one of these “life sized parables.” We are given families to relight our candles. Each time one candle went out, someone else could light it, and I just couldn’t help but notice how true it is throughout my life. Thought I might share it with you too.
I had the same thoughts as we were circling the parish I’m rain and in between two severe storms. Amazing how our actions in worship can constantly bring up new lessons.
*in rain..