The Light from a Candle Jan 23, '09
5:24 PM
ByMichael Casey
I watched as the candle's life
ended, smoke spiraled in the air. I tried to see where the smoke was
going only it just disappeared into nothingness. Another candle came
to an end,but suddenly it rared up a final flicker of flame then it
was gone, black smoke twirling into the air. I strained to see where
the smoke was going only it was no use. I'd need a magnifying glass,
binoculars, a microscope or a periscope, smoke just could not be
followed.
Another candle went out again I strained to see where its
life had gone, but it was no use, the trail disappeared into
nothingness. The candles were going out randomly, I had to jump from
one to another in a vain attempt to see its moment of death, so that
I could observe what was happening to them. In all 7 maybe 8 candles
"died" as I watched from my position sat next to the candle
rack in the cathedral on my lunch break.
That was all yesterday, and
today the process was repeated.Each candle is a hope,a wish, a
prayer. Just as Jazz music is music turned into smoke, that weavers
and sneaks its way through an audience, a candle and its smoke is a
living flame of hope and love which we all hope will touch God's
spirit and let him hear our prayers.
The smoke from a candle is like
a ballet dancer doing the most intricate of dances, its like girl
dancing with a ribbon at the Olympics. Only the candle and its smoke
might say more for us when we can't think of the right words to say,
God Help Us, can be all we can say, but if said from the heart then
it is enough, For Faith Moves Mountains.
And candles are more than flickers
that end in smoke, they remind us of the Light and Warmth of God's
Love.
*****
I wrote this coming up to 9 years ago. when I was still as strong as an OX, now I just smell like one.
Just in case The North Korea crisis kicks off in the night, we may all need this prayer.
So make love to a North Korean army person tonight,then they won't have any energy for war.
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