“When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned;
the flames will not set you ablaze.” Isaiah 43:2
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I love candles. I usually have one going all the time in my house. The other day as I lit my candle I thought “A candle only lets off light when it is being consumed.”
I have a son who loves facts and learning how things work, so it’s become a habit of mine to figure out how things work too so I can share it with him. A candle is pretty neat.
The wick is soft and pliable and absorbent. In order for it to burn properly, it has to be able to be molded and absorb the wax. Once lit, the wax pushes upward into the wick. The wax actually protects the wick from burning up completely because it cools it as it burns.
How like us. We must be soft and pliable for God, being able to be shaped and molded into the things He wants us to become. We must absorb his love and grace and mercy and goodness into our own selves so that when we become consumed by trials we can shine the light of His love. And like the wick that is letting off light, being consumed, the love of God protects us from burning up because like the wax to a candle, He pours into us to keep us burning brightly.
When we live our life dipped in God’s love, the trials will still come. But we can rest in the assurance that we will always be protected from being consumed. And when we let His love and truth surround us, when the flame burns as we know it will, we can be sure it is letting off His light.
Some candles burn longer than others, just like some trials. But no matter the size, they all work the same way. No matter the trial, how big or small, God is still working the same way. We must remember that.
A candle that just sits there does little good. It can be tempting to get a pretty candle just to display for show. But candles aren’t meant for show, They are meant to be used. And only when they are lit, can they shine their light.
And I think, isn’t that so with us.
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My name is Stephanie. I am a Wife. Mother. Writer. Dreamer. And a full time caregiver to my terminally ill husband. This is where I share our journey of hope, heartache, everyday miracles and serving One very faithful God.





