Tonight I saw a parable. As I was sitting in a crowded hall, listening for the umpteenth time to Nicky Gumble's talk on healing, my eye caught a bright speck on the carpet. As I saw the brightness, it looked like there was possibly a room beneath us, well illuminated and there was a small hole or crack allowing me to see the light from below. I couldn't take my gaze away from this curious incandescent spot. After the talk I reached down and forward to try to retrieve this thing that fascinated me so. I felt nothing and my fingers came up empty yet the little bright speck had disappeared. I can only imagine it was a small piece of glitter, left over from Sunday School activities.
We are like that little speck. We have no light of our own. All we have to do is face the Light and reflect Him. It's not up to us. On our own we are nothing but a tiny speck of glitter on a huge carpet but when His light shines on us at just the right angle the effect is mesmerising.
