Do not follow where the path may lead. Go, instead, where there is no path and leave a trail.
The day of the Lord is surely coming, as unexpectedly as a thief, and then the heavens will pass away with a terrible noise, and the heavenly bodies will disappear in fire, and the earth and everything on it will be burned up.
And so since everything around us is going to melt away, what holy, godly lives we should be living!
~ 2 Peter 3:10-11
Look closely at the little boy’s hands. Can you see that he is holding the light? I saw him in a market in Maine, crouching down, chasing the light. I asked his mom if I could take his picture, and took a chance on missing the moment, but, permission secured, I took a series of photos.
“Mom! I caught a fairy!” He crouched there, not defining it any further, not trying to capture it, not moving, fully immersed in the experience. He was, for me, an aspect of what pure worship might be. He followed the light, he “captured” it in his hands, and reverently soaked up the experience. He did not question whether or not a fairy should be in a farmer’s market in August, or cry because he could not take it with him. He immersed himself, and indeed not only did he take it with him, he gave anyone who was seeking more than a colorful bunch of carrots, something to behold and model.
Lord, be our path. Let us be led by you, your word, your Spirit, your light.
Because of Him,