(Day 276) This little light of mine

This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

Won't let Satan blow it out, I'm gonna let it shine.
Won't let Satan blow it out, I'm gonna let it shine.
Won't let Satan blow it out, I'm gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

Hide it under a bushel, NO!, I'm gonna let it shine.
Hide it under a bushel, NO!, I'm gonna let it shine.
Hide it under a bushel, NO!, I'm gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

Let it shine 'til Jesus comes, I'm gonna let it shine.
Let it shine 'til Jesus comes, I'm gonna let it shine.
Let it shine 'til Jesus comes, I'm gonna let it shine,
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

To hear The Seekers sing another version, listen to This Little Light of Mine

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And in honour of Sunset Sunday, here's one taken in our backyard this past Thursday evening:

(Day 87) Let there be Light

Whatever your beliefs are, scientists still have not been able to explain the origin of the universe. Oh yes, theories abound, but proof lies beyond reach. It's my belief that God took care of that, just as He took care of creating light. And He's also promised that there's light beyond death.

Some people who have had a 'near death experience' claim to have caught a glimpse of that light before they were snatched from death's jaws. Whether that's true or not, I don't know. And whether my mother-in-law saw that tonight when she left this earthly existence I don't know either. What I do believe, however, is that she's in the presence of The Light and is relieved of all her earthly suffering. For that I give thanks.

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(Day86) Brass

Looking at brass tonight reminded me of death. Death is not something our culture likes to think about. Our culture is obsessed with youth and vigour and things new. Death, like brass, is hard and cold and unyielding. But beyond the hard reality of it also shines a wonderful glow - for those who grab hold of the Promise.

Our vigil continues. The time is near, although we do not know the hour nor the day. I appreciate the encouraging words I have received via your comments, and ask for your patience in visiting and commenting on your blogs - I will do so again in a few days.

(60mm  f5.6  3.2 sec  ISO400)

The day after the day after

It's said that the period around Christmas time has the highest number of suicides of the year. Sad isn't it that so many people feel the blues at this time when we mark the birth date of The One who was sent and will 'wipe every tear from every eye'. There are people who need comfort and support from those who have seen the Light - look at the people around you and see if they need that help.