There is a light within each of us. A light which aches to emerge. At times, this light is stifled. Crushed by the weariness of the mundane. Blotted out by unexpected demands. Denied by one another. Yet, this God spark is looking to shine amidst a bleak world. And, when it shines, we cannot deny its power and pure radiance.
This week, I offer you this poem. This poem is not about one particular girl. It is about the conglomeration of women in my life. Women I’ve known my whole life, women I’ve known for five minutes and women I have never met. This is for mothers, daughters, sisters and friends. Each of us has a glimmer of this. My prayer is you see yourself in this and you go forth, letting your luminous self, shine.
She walks in light
With a vibe of courage
A heart looking to give
She isn’t afraid
To peel back what she knows
To discover anew
She sheds as she goes
Perfection falls to her feet
She longs to see
Pausing to listen
Reaching out her hands
Curiosity appears and bounces ahead
She follows boldly
Laughter escapes her lips
Pride grabs her, she falls
Resilient, she rises again
Grace, her unfailing friend
She engages pain and joy
Wrestling amidst the struggle
Delighting in the day
New life has grown from her compost
Knowing this authentic truth
Her voice soars to tell the tale
She invites others to share stories
Receives offers to stretch herself
Grateful for common bonds with others
She is obedient to love
A life not lived out of obligation
But from an overflowing spirit
She is not perfect, this she well knows
But, she is loved, regardless,
This she well knows, too
She reflects on her life
And longs to grow, urging to move forward
In strength, in gratitude, in grace
She seeks to forgive others
For the ways they fall short
This is near impossible
She receives wholeness from Christ
For the ways she falls short
This is near impossible to believe
She longs for the legacy of
Love & truth to stay aflame
For bitterness and cynicism to stay at bay
She walks each day one step at a time,
Not getting too far ahead, Not looking back
Staying true to one greater than herself
Is it the fire in her soul providing her strength to carry on?
Is it the light in her eyes giving her hope to greet the day?
Does the sunshine stream into her bones creating a love for all the earth?
Is it the flicker of a candle which reminds her whose she is?
Yes, it is the light reminding her she is loved
Because she has been loved, she pours out her luminescence
“No one lights a lamp, then hides it in a drawer. It’s put on a lamp stand so those entering the room have light to see where they’re going. Your eye is a lamp, lighting up your whole body. If you live wide-eyed in wonder and belief, your body fills up with light. If you live squinty-eyed in greed and distrust, your body is a dank cellar. Keep your eyes open, your lamp burning, so you don’t get musty and murky. Keep your life as well-lighted as your best-lighted room.” Luke 11:33-36 MSG
What part of this verse stands out to you? Consider taking that word or few words, write them down and reflect on them throughout the week. What do these words mean for your life?
With a Friend:
Tell me about a time when you felt as if you were shining.
With a Child:
Do you know anyone whose eyes seem to smile? What does this tell you about them?
This post inspired by a recent Small group, 100 Days of Light: A Faith & Art Experiment I was blessed to be part of. More can be read about this group at my friend Kristen’s site, here.