Some years ago, it occurred to me that a person desiring to live totally for God might feel like someone standing with a candle in an artificially lighted room. We have found, in Scripture and Holy Mother Church, the fire of God's love. Holding in our hearts this genuine, precious Light of truth, often we find ourselves in the presence of something that appears to be light, but that is no more fire than a light bulb is fire.
have all experienced "artificial light." We live surrounded by it. The
world is drowning in it. It is the "light" that says we're doing just
fine without God. It's the "light" that, if it credits
God for even existing, shoves Him to the periphery and makes its own way
without Him. It reminds us, in one way after another, that we are now
"enlightened." We have harnessed electricity, been to the moon, decided
when life is valuable enough (to us) to be born and when it's useless
enough (to us) to end. It's quite convenient and tidy, this artificial
light. It reveals the ingenuity of mankind, and it's more appealing
than a messy candle that burns to a nub as it carries the flame. It is
today's light, self-sufficient and broad-minded, and certainly more
sophisticated than the humble flame once carried by John, Peter, Paul,
Benedict, Francis, Therese.
I suppose we would feel quite foolish if we were to stand around in
electrically lighted rooms holding candles. We would know people were
talking about us behind their hands, probably snickering, perhaps
feeling sorry for someone so silly as to stand with an old fashioned
candle in a lighted room.
But what if there were a storm, a lightning strike, a downed power
line? What if the room suddenly fell into darkness? It's at such times
that people dash about in search of candles.
Storms come to everyone, at some time or other. The artificial light
reaches only so far. Regardless of how bathed in self-sufficiency a
person may be, eventually there is sickness, there are crises, there are
times when darkness falls and the lights we've relied upon all of our
lives flicker out. We've all heard of churches filling up after
widespread disasters, for it is often during times of storm when people go
in search of Real Light. It is then that they look for those who carry
As ones who live for God in the midst of the world, we are surrounded by light that is no light - or at best is temporary
"this-world-light." We might feel different from our neighbors if we're
seen to be carrying the Real Thing. We may be known as ones who don't
hold the "popular" opinion, ones who live as if God actually exists, ones who go so far as to live as Jesus said to live.
If so, we can know we are not alone. We can remember that God is with
us, that the saints dealt with the very same thing, and that there are
"carriers of the fire" all around the world, in this very age of the
We can also know that God has us where He wants us, in our neighborhoods
and workplaces and families. All around, there are people searching
(whether they realize it or not) for living, breathing examples
of the Real Thing.
When storms come to their lives, such persons might be relieved to find those who are still there, still standing firm, still caring. Still giving example. Still carrying the Flame.
"Your light must shine before men so that they may see goodness in
your acts and give praise to your heavenly Father." (Matthew 5:16)
This was originally published in 2012. It is being linked with Theology Is A Verb and Reconciled To You for 'It’s Worth Revisiting Wednesday'
Painting: Marianne Stokes, A Rumanian Bridesmaid
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