Why light a candle in the dark?
Its flame is but a feeble flickering against the power of the dark.
Just let the darkness envelope me and
Swallow me into nothingness.
Why light a candle in the day?
Its light is but a shadow compared to the power of the sun.
It is but a vain attempt to capture the warmth
And the glow of the life-giving rays from a million miles.
Why light a candle when everybody else does?
A million lighted candles will not dispel the darkness
Nor will they ever equal the candlepower of the sun
So why try to even light any candles at all?
Is Faith like the lighting a candle in the dark?
To dispel the darkness in my life and in my soul?
Is believing affirming the tiny spark of the divine in me?
To feel the faint flickering in me that is comes from the infinite warmth?
Do I believe because everyone else I care for also believes?
Do I believe because this is the community I was born into?
So why indeed do people seek the light
when everything else around is darkness?
Why would people even care to bring forth new life
when everything else ends in death?
And why even try to be good
when everything we do eventually ends in destruction?
Isn’t it because deep within us there is this tiny spark, a flickering light
That says that the light is stronger than the darkness
That life is stronger than death and that life will not be denied
That at the end of the journey, love and goodness will triumph.
The apostles said to the Lord, ‘Increase our faith!’ The Lord replied, ‘If you had faith the size of a mustard seed, you could say to this mulberry tree, “Be uprooted and planted in the sea”, and it would obey you.’
Luke 17:5-10