There’s a little 5-watt nightlight in a corner of our house that stays on all the time. I’ve thought about moving it because most of the time it doesn’t serve any purpose and it seems like it’s just sucking electricity. But I leave it there, mostly because I don’t know where else to put it.
I was lying in bed at 2:00am this morning wondering if my life is making any kind of a difference. I got up to shut the door to our room because there was an annoying light flowing in from across the house.
I stopped and realized it was that goofy light in the obscure corner of my house. It sure seemed bright.
I thought about my life.
I’m tucked away in a little town in Texas. I spend a lot of time in my little office writing stuff and calling people. Not super flashy.
But even still, I have to believe that my light is making some sort of difference in the darkness.
Not because I’m bright. But because Jesus is.
I can’t see what God is doing most of the time, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have a purpose. It may just require some serious darkness for my glow to become evident. And even then it’s probably not going to be a blinding light. But it’s enough.
I believe extraordinary people remember that their little part is making a difference. No matter how small they may seem.
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. John 1:5