Last night, I joined several friends by going out into the country and sitting around a campfire. All of us were simply laughing, having fun, joking around, etc. At one moment, I looked into the fire to see the flames burning the wood. I could not help but think that we are similar to the wood and God is similar to the fire. As long as we remain in Him, then we will be able to spread His light to others around us. Sometimes this burning hurts, but at other times, the warmth of the fire keeps away the cold of the night.

God is always able to influence people as He chooses, and He needs nothing to sustain Himself - He is everlasting on His own - but the more people who are willing to do His will (the more fuel the fire has), the more His love and light can push back the darkness.

I like the idea that I'm similar to fire - the thought that I am powerful, giving light to others. I've known for a while that I'm not, but I keep trying to think that I am. I've known for a while that I should not try to be powerful on my own, but that I should reflect the light that God shines through me. Seeing the analogy of the wood and fire helps me to realize that it's okay to be something other than fire, and even more it is actually good. I am no more than just a block of wood upon a mountain-size pyre, but I give fuel to a mighty flame, that His light, His love, and His power would shine before all.