Light is filled with many wondrous qualities. It’s no wonder, that Jesus is the Light of the World. Even in the darkest of nights, the smallest flicker of a flame can transform a moment from where all seems lost to the shining, shimmering, glow of hope.
Light can also take the plainest of objects and cast a sparkle upon it so it becomes renewed in ways one can’t imagine. Case in point, the other morning, my mom kindly opened the shades in my room much earlier than normal so that the morning light bounced exuberantly in adding beauty to all it touched.
Not only did it light up various objects in the room, it lifted my heart and my spirit. I was, too, was transformed by the light.