Let Your Light Shine
This spring, at a conference in Ontario, I prayed for a woman who was entering a new, challenging phase of her ministry. Afterward, she held my shoulders—her short, dark brown curls bobbing—and looked into my eyes. “You are a firefly,” she said. I haven’t thought about that exchange in months. But on Saturday night, after the girls were in bed, I took a walk outside in the rain-soaked dark. I walked up the lane, trying to understand my own heart. And there, along the path, were glimpses of bioluminescence. Crouching, I saw the fireflies crawling through the grass, their wings weighed down by the weather. But the thing is, even then, their light could still be seen. Returning from my walk, I lay in the wet grass beside those fireflies and just let my heart breathe. I unpacked it to Jesus, holding up the burdens I’ve gathered on this journey that weigh me down like weather whenever I take my eyes off Him. But the thing is, the thing I learned that night, even then, the light of Jesus remains inside of me. Even then, His light can still be seen.
How are you going to “shine” today?