What I love, says God, is to light lamps. No static street lamps, no, no dazzling spotlights, no dull neon lights. What I love is to light living lamps! And I light up every day, everywhere in the world, in men, women, old people, children.
I light them with such joy, such loving care, delighted with my surprise, and even with a gentle wickedness… What I light in them is a light of love or peace, a meaning to life, a hope, a greater self. confidence. It is also a burst of creativity, a burst of compassion, a hint of audacity. It is still courage to hold on, an inner freedom, a capacity for wonder, a trust in my providence, an approach to Jesus, a benevolent look…
and many other things that resemble me and give light. I like to light you like living lamps. It often starts small, like an LED bulb. But little by little, over the days, it lights up more strongly if you let it live. And it is not me who put it aside or turned off! Because "no one lights a lamp and hides it or puts it under a bed; rather, it is placed on its stand so that those who enter may see the light. (Luke 11:33) In each of you, I light my lamp, the one that resembles me. Do you want to let it shine? The world needs it!
Beatrice Hertoghe
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