Light in Darkness
Almost everyone who knows me knows how excited I get as the days begin to get longer and having just celebrating Epiphany I think of how we need light in our dark world. Light needs to shine where injustice and oppression exist. The light of love needs to shine where the darkness of hate drives away hope. Every so often I go to the words inscribed on the Statue of Liberty, “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door.”
Each of has a lamp – s light – a dream – a vision to share. We must. We can be that beacon still even as we debate how we continue as a sovereign nation. What has made Epiphany so special to me is that my own family found religious and economic freedom on our shores as immigrants. We are all “dreamers.” A new birth of freedom is what we all want, isn’t it? Like the “Wise Men” who sought the King Child, who himself would bring freedom to every person, so we must be wise stewards of this great gift – this mystery we share with the world. Not as oppressors but as beacons of liberty and love. Fifty stars on a field of blue shine brighter when we stand as a beacon of justice and an arbiter of peace. Each light shines in its own locale but combined we can light a way for the world to see.
Shine people – shine – and be well…