A Little Light

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О Greater Light, we praise Thee for the less;
The eastern light our spires touch at morning,
The light that slants upon our western doors at evening.
The twilight over stagnant pools at batflight,
Moon light and star light, owl and moth light,
Glow-worm glowlight on a grassblade.
О Light Invisible, we worship Thee!
     
           In our rhythm of earthly life we tire of light. We are glad
  when the day ends, when the play ends; and ecstasy is too
  much pain.
We are children quickly tired: children who are up in the night
  and fall asleep as the rocket is fired; and the day is long for
  work or play.
We tire of distraction or concentration, we sleep and are glad
  to sleep,
Controlled by the rhythm of blood and the day and the night
  and the seasons.
And we must extinguish the candle, put out the light and
  relight it;
Forever must quench, forever relight the flame.
Therefore we thank Thee for our little light, that is dappled
  with shadow.
~T.S. Eliot from “O Light Invisible”

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These are days too long, stretching to midnight with work that cannot be confined in a forty hour week and rising way before dawn to prepare for the next onslaught.

I am weary, too quickly tired, and I admit it.

Controlled by the rhythm of blood and the day and the night and the seasons, though quenched like the burning sky in the morning, I will be relit, again and again, and grateful.

 

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6 thoughts on “A Little Light

  1. Thanks for this Emily. My Dad just passed on to God on Wednesday and this posting helps. Susan Bezecny, Pediatrician in California who has been following your blog for a few years now while I dry my hair each morning

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  2. Praying for you, Emily, in the weariness in the living out of your sacrificial gift. May the LORD’s grace and mercy sustain you through each day, and grant you refreshing sleep.

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  3. Beautiful post Emily. Thank you. I also am grateful to be relite. Thanks be to God for finding me worthy to be used.

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  4. Yes, beautiful, kind, and tired Emily….
    Our Journey does at times become all that you say here and often continuing for periods that seem unending. The ONLY ‘positive’ that we have going for us to grasp and to hang onto when we are in the throes of our ‘down times’ is His Promise. The Promise that He will be with us through it all as the Incarnate God, Jesus, who shared our humanity in our suffering, trials, just plain bone-tiredness, and in our times of joy and hope. Jesus is Our Father’s indescribable gift to us, sent to show his unconditional love and caring concern for us – in all times during our journey.

    The Light of the Holy Spirit – Jesus’ promised gift – within us. The Light that NEVER diminishes or fades – or flickers – even during times when we may forget or doubt His Promise that He will be with us always, as His Father surely was with Him during His earthly ministry up to and including Gethsemane and Calvary.

    May the Love, Peace, and Light of our loving, giving God fill your weary heart (and bones), dear Emily, and continue to sustain your strength and the assurance that you need to continue your mission….

    Love,
    Alice

    Consider one way of looking at our ‘down times’ :

    “Lord, you draw me out.
    You are more insistent than I want to believe.
    And so I fail to see my troubles as your probing,
    your way of saying that I need to grow.
    I am so blind to you that I actually pray for deliverance
    from what you send to make me whole.
    Give me light to see by.”
    ( Murray Bodo, O.F.M., in Song of the Sparrow,
    St. Anthony Messenger Press, 1976, p.92)

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