I recently read someone who said Jesus considered himself light but he also wanted to convince his followers that they are too, thus the words, “you are the light of the world.” The idea that we, along with Jesus, can be light in this world is a motivating and encouraging message.
I spoke last night with a dear young friend whose child did not live past his mother’s loving womb. Neither his broken-hearted mother nor father could, with their gentle hands, give him more life than they already had. Months have passed now. Spring turned to summer, summer to fall, and…
My mother had 5 sisters, and they had names that are not often heard anymore, except for one. Agnes, Gertrude, Myrtis, Gladys, and Beth. When these aunts of mine would come for Thanksgiving our house came alive with laughter, almost screeching, as these sisters really enjoyed each other.
Change wouldn’t be so hard if you didn’t have to change with it. Even welcome changes that we’ve hoped and planned for present some cracks in the sidewalk for us. And when the changes we face are not our choices, keeping our footing gets even harder.