The candle burns as a beacon of hope for all who are in darkness, calling us into its light and warmth. We draw near and take on the hues of the flame, becoming a part of the light. The candle calls me again to take my place beside it. Sitting there, my heart is quiet, at rest — because the candle burns.
The rest of this article is only available to subscribers.
© 2013 Augsburg Fortress, Publishers
