I am composing this item on Candlemas, the fortieth day of Jesus’ nativity, 2 February. The traditions associated with this day relate to Luke’s story of the presentation of Jesus in the temple (Luke 2:22-40). I saw few people streaming into sanctuaries today, but historically many Christians have gathered on this day to bless the candles that will be used during worship throughout the year and to receive lighted candles that symbolize the light of Christ. This reflects the description of Jesus in Luke’s story as “a light for revelation to the Gentiles and for glory to your people Israel” (Luke 2:32).
Our New Testament reading this Sunday refers to followers of Jesus as the “light of the world” and my favorite metaphor for scripture is “Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path” (Psalm 119:105). With all this light converging, it seems only right to reflect on it. Light illuminates indiscriminately and shines for the benefit of others. That makes it a fitting symbol for the ministry of Jesus.
I recall a specific time in my early ministry during which the light of Jesus offered particular guidance and inspiration. Once upon a time I valued being right above nearly all else. Because of that I studied hard, learned to express myself, and participated in activities that drew me out of my introversion and into public settings. One of the downsides of valuing being right so highly, however, was that I was not always kind in disagreement. Jesus does not offer the option of respecting only those with whom we agree. As the historic principles in our denomination’s constitution remind us: “there are truths and forms with respect to which [people] of good characters and principles may differ. And in all these we think it the duty both of private Christians and societies to exercise mutual forbearance toward each other.” Fortunately, I witnessed such mutual forbearance first-hand as a pastor confronted racism with passion but respect, as two elders expressed acute political disagreement while remaining friends, and on other occasions. I still value being right, but recognize showing respect as a greater good.
Light has an astounding capacity to spread. When I turn on my desk lamp, it not only illuminates my desk and most of the room, but also slivers through small openings to shine in the closet. Similarly, when we light each other’s candles on Christmas Eve, one candle lights ten or a hundred others without its light diminishing in the least. Our most Christlike traits and practices can be shared without diminishment. Love, patience, faith, hope, and more are not reduced when shared. They even increase.
On this Candlemas, I have taken time to give thanks to God for those through whom the light of Jesus has shone on me. Some knew I was watching; others didn’t. They all offered light that has helped me to travel this far. I have a long way to go, but the light continues to shine through other saints. I’m not certain what I would do without them, and, by the grace of God, I’ll never have to learn.
Grace and Peace,
LP
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