The candle is lit, it illumines the darkness and I know His presents is in this place. The quiet of the sanctuary fills my being with a since of awe and wonder. Mother and Daddy woke me from a sound sleep to dress me and bring me to church at Midnight. The room is dark except for the flickering light of the candles. The air is filled with the smell of sweet perfume and the sounds of worship. Now I see what I've been waiting for, the Nativity.
The candle is lit. When the light of the world came into our darkness there were shepherds out in the fields, keeping watch over their flocks by night. "Suddenly, an angel of the Lord appeared among them, and the radiance of the Lord's glory surrounded them."(Luke 2:9) They were common people yet they had been invited come and see the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes and lying in a manger. And now here I was just a common little girl wrapped in the wonder of Jesus' birth.
The candle is lit. I'm sitting, waiting, holding my unlit candle. All through the service the the sanctuary has been lit by the flickering lights of the candles but now the flame is being passed from one candle to another. Now it's my turn I touch the wick of my candle to the flame. "I am the light of the world. The one who follows me will never walk in darkness." (John 8:12)
The candle is lit. When I was a little girl the light of the candle reminded me that I had come to worship. At Christmas time when I was entrusted with a burning candle I was reminded that I, like the shepherds, had been invited to participate in celebrating the coming of the Savior.
Lord Jesus, You are the light of the world. The night of your birth the armies of heaven proclaimed, "Glory to God in the highest heaven, and peace on earth to those with whom God is pleased." Lord, You came into our darkness to bring us light You entered into our chaos to bring us peace. Please let me carry within me Your light.
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