You're Light

For the last few weeks I’ve been talking about real faith and compassion toward one another. But inside I honestly feel I’ve failed, failed in my message, failed in my actions. You may ask, how can say that? What do you have to do with the events of the past few weeks? As just one individual in a small corner of the world, that may be true. My influence, my power to change things is limited. But is it really?

 One spark of light can be quite dim from far away. But many sparks can create a light that can be seen and felt from far away. One light may not light the world, but many lights can illuminate the truth, the truth that each of us chooses our own path. That our faith is here to bring us peace and not to bring hatred.  

 If enough of us let our light shine, we can push out the darkness that surrounds our world. Many of us live under different faiths, but the overwhelming truth is that we have only one world. Its respect, compassion, and civility that should direct our actions; not the cultural differences or economic standing that lie between us.

 So why do we give in to the emotion of hate? 
Why do we look at our fellow man like Cain did Abel? 
Why does it seem so easy to hate instead of love? 
Doesn’t our faith urge us to love our fellow man and to give our life for our brother? 

 One light in the middle of nowhere can shine. Many lights in many places can shine even brighter. Let your light shine.   

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