A MILLION FIREFLIES.

While driving home late one night, the car began to cough and splutter. Well, that is how it sounded to us, tired and anxious to get our children safely home to bed.

But the car suddenly stopped. There we were, out on a lonely country road, in a foreign country, with no one to help us; nor garage to repair the car. And it was pitch black.

Suddenly, one of our tired children shouted, ‘Look!’

Out over the rice fields, at eleven o’clock at night, were millions of tiny, little fireflies, darting here and there, bobbing in and out, as though they were chasing one another for fun. What a lovely sight. Each little body flashed a tiny light. While each firefly’s light was minute, together millions of fireflies twinkled, lighting up the whole countryside. Yes, we marvelled at the phosphorescent glow of the fireflies.

By the light of the fireflies and torchlight, we readily repaired the car, allowing us to drive again, looking back for our last glimpse of the darting, bobbing, twinkling fireflies.

When our car lights went out, we were left in the dark. But the Lord is called the Light of the world. Why? Because His light will never go out. Nor will He ever cease from being the Light of the world. Indeed, He lightens every dark area of our lives. Sometimes we are sad, or worried. Jesus our light shows us how to act. The Bible, too, is a light, pointing us to Jesus.

I’m so glad that Jesus is the Light of my life. Is that how you feel, too?

In John 8 verse 12 Jesus said, ‘I am the Light of the world: and in Me is no darkness.’

GWENDA