“This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine!”
As a child, I could sing the lyrics to this song by heart. I would sit in my Sunday school class with all of the other kids and mimic our teacher to her joyous approval. Just the act of being at church made me feel like I was doing what the song was telling me to do. The church I attended, while hidden a few miles deep in an agriculturally zoned area, was big in size and full of people every Sunday morning. Together, we were a beacon of hope to all who happened to drive by. I felt as if I was a bright light shining right along with everyone around me and that made God happy. Little did I know that I was nothing more than a mirror reflecting my surroundings.
I had no light to shine because I wasn’t a born-again believer in Christ. Instead of letting my heart be a mirror that reflected His light to the world, I let my flesh be a mirror and reflected whatever was around me.
We can reflect the light that Jesus shines from within born-again Christians, but it’s nothing more than a copy. It cannot save us from the darkness that plagues us unless it penetrates us and make us new. It can, however, trick us into thinking that all is well.