Sunday, February 9, 1997 2:00 p.m.
My mind’s eye remembers our family sitting around a slow burning fire in the middle of our five acre field. It was a cool crisp night and all was silent except for the crackling of the fire with sparks raising into the starlit night sky. Every now and then the boys would have to kindle the ambers or turn a log to keep the fire from burning out. Likewise, God sometimes has to kindle the ambers of our soul that perhaps have waxed cold. Maybe he does it through a word, or a song, or maybe through grief, heartache or pain. Yet, with each stir the flame grows higher, brighter, and burns hotter.
Lord, allow me to send up sparks of glowing cinders that shine through a dark world. Allow each spark to bring light to others, warm their hearts, and draw them closer to thee. I know I’m only a tiny spark, but sometimes even a spark shines bright in the mist of darkness.
Thought of Today: Lord, keep the fire of our soul kindled for thee, and keep our hearts burning hot. “Let your light so shine before men that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven” (Matthew 5:16).