It makes a difference then how I live.
The days are evil.
The darkness of this world hovers over the light
desiring nothing less than extinguishing it,
engulfing its flame.
For if there is no source of light,
the evil itself cannot be distinguished.
I must be more than a sooty flicker, Lord.
I must not fear to burn brightly…
let You trim my wick, feed my flame
with the fuel of Your Holy Spirit
wax brilliant in the Word, in the world.
c.Darlene Moore Berg