Starting the first night in Nsoko, multiple of us have seen lights in our rooms in the middle of the night,myself included. And while truthfully it freaked me out when I saw it, God has also reminded me how much of a difference one light can make. As I watched this light,it was glowing so brightly by my bed and yet my bunkmates didn’t stir one bit. And it was so bright! I still don’t know how they didn’t wake up to it. It glowed so brightly and so far and it didn’t it me then but a few days later: we are all lights. I knew This before but to have an actual representation of one light in a pitch dark room, it hit me again. Sometimes, especially day to day for me here, it’s hard to see how much of a difference we’re actually making- how bright our lights actually are. But nonetheless our lights ate shining. And even the dimmest, smallest light in a dark room (or house or city) sheds light in that place and gives the person nearest it hope. HOPE. Isn’t hope what rally makes a person life from day to day? Sure food and water and love are essential too but to live, to really live and be in happy, you have to have hope. So that’s what we’re really here for. To shine our lights an give at least one person hope. If that’s done, our trip has been successful.
Isaiah 9:2-4:
The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of the shadow of death a light has dawned. You have enlarged the nation and increased their joy; they rejoice before you as people rejoice in the harvest, as men rejoice when dividing the plunder. For as in the day of Midian’s defeat, you have shattered the yoke that burdens them, the bar across their shoulders, the rod of their oppressors.
