While searching the internet last night for information to support my next teaching unit, the lights flickered and then suddenly everything that was warm, cozy, and well-lit became dark, silent, and a wee-bit spooky.
With the hum of the computer and the furnace absent, my miniature Dachshund, who is more hound than Dachs, decided to fill the eerie silence. A few aarrrooooo-rooo-rooos later, and I was able to find my candle lighter. (Thanks to my neighbor down the street who has me hooked on Yankee Candle.)
Realizing there was not much I could do, I decided to take my primitive lighting and go read in bed. Then I saw it. The exquisite beauty of this powerful source. I had to have a picture of my burning flame, and thank God, my camera is battery operated.
I snapped about seven or eight shots and then crawled in the bed with a renewed appreciation for a light that is always ready and available. This one was my favorite, but I have no idea how I got it.
"Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father who is in heaven.” Matthew 5:16