“Let your light so
shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify you Father in
heaven.”
“This little light of mine, I’m
gonna let it shine. Hide it under a bushel, no! Won’t let Satan *poof* it out.”
The old
children’s song was sung with such fervor, but I definitely feel as though I
might’ve forgotten to take it with me as I grew up. We have a light to shine
before men. A light that we shouldn’t and shouldn’t be ABLE to hide! A light
that we can’t let Satan take away.
I let
him though, or I hide. It’s not just that I’m afraid of showing Jesus to a
person, I’m afraid of even speaking to people I don’t know at times. I don’t
have to be witnessing to show Jesus, I can show him by showing that I care, but
so often I don’t even do that! I get
nervous talking to people, and I don’t do much more than not get frustrated or
simply saying “Have a good day,” as I walk away.
When I
go home, I will make a conscientious effort to talk to people waitresses,
cashiers, etc, and continue shining my light outside of simply the Potter’s
Field classroom – and I’ll write down the results in my 2013 journal.
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