Tuesday, January 26, 2010

God's Little Glow Worm



So what does God put on my heart in the middle of a teaching on Spiritual Warfare?
What does He whisper in my ear while Pastor Billy draws the metaphorical connection between the breastplate of righteousness (Eph 6:14)and the ginormous, heavy, and exceedingly shiny breastplates worn by knights in the middle ages?
What do I see in my church notes, right between a reference to 2 Cor. 6:7 and the phrase "your attitude determines your outitude?"
Just four little words: "Glow Worm of God"

Before I get myself into trouble, I heard every word that Pastor spoke - I took notes, so I know I had to be listening in the flesh - but from the moment Pastor said "shiny," God took my heart on a journey that my mind didn't catch up to until early this morning. Here's a snippet of the thought process:

shiny - shine - shining God's light - mine is yellow - like a glow worm - God want me to shine that light - glow worm - Ara has a glow worm she likes to dance with - the glow worm glow is comforting, and the old school ones glowed kind of greenish yellow - my yellow is mellow - like a glow worm - I wish I could heal, but I know I can comfort - glow worms are so comforting - why do I keep thinking of glow worms? - I guess I'm kind of like a human size glow worm shining my light in the darkness, a comforting glow to those lost and to the other Children of God - I'm a glow worm?

Yes, I really do think like that.

It's funny. For the last 6 months or so, I have been meditating on the concept of the light we shine when we are connected to God. First I was obsessed with the variance in intensity; I could feel the light dim when my heart wasn't focused on God, when I felt like drowning in my own little pity party. But if I focused on Him and His Word, well then I could outshine even a Surefire. After intensity came colors. I started thinking that each person has their own color light that they shine to the world. And when we praise Him or Worship Him, God sees our colors and knows exactly who is reaching up to Him - Imagine what a beautiful, colorful sight! My light is yellow. Not like a lemon, or the sun, but more like the quiet yellow glow of the old-school nightlights. Like a glow worm glowing quietly in the darkness. And finally, my heart has settled on the idea that the light we shine is uniquely ours and fully connected to the unique purpose God has set out for us. One of the assignments God has repeatedly given me over the years was to bring troubled and haunted people out of their own darkness and into His glorious daylight. A lantern to light the way - that's me! Most of them were just sitting there in the dark, afraid to take a step because they were encased in the blackness, devoid of so much as a glimmer of hope. Then God would send my little glowing self in to coax them into movement. "Trust in Him," my light would say, " and let me show you the way to His life and home picked out just for you by the one who knew you before you were even in your mother's womb."

Yep, God made me a glow worm to comfort those in need of His light.

So now that I've shared what He put into my heart, I would put the same questions to you:
Are you aware of the light that God wants you to shine? When does it dim, and when do you shine so bright that those around you need shades?
What color is the light you shine for God? What does it make you think of?
What is your light meant to illuminate? A path? A need? A joy? A sorrow?

Just something to think about...
And now we pray:
Father, when you thought of my creation you did so with a specific purpose in mind. You created within me a light to shine to the nations as a reflection of Your love. God, please strengthen my resolve so that my light never falters, but shines steadily on the Truth you have asked me to illuminate. Don't let me hide this candle under a bowl, but help me to lift it high so all can see. Above all, Lord, let my own particular light join with others and shine back to you as a sign of my love and thankfulness. Because of your Light, that beautiful son Jesus, I am free to be blessed and bless others. Thank you Father. It is in your name that I pray, Amen.

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