Today is officially the first day of winter. With Hanukkah here I cannot help but reminisce of better days of childhood when I would sit in my bedroom with the lights off and watch the candles of my little Menorah flicker in the darkness, each one giving a tiny bit of light and heat on a cold winter’s night.
Nowadays, as someone who believes in the Lord Jesus, I’ve come to understand that He was and is that ninth, or main, candle of the Menorah that is used to light the other candles. He is the One Whom the Bible speaks of. Concerning Jesus, the apostle John declared, "In Him was life; and the life was the light of men (John 1:4)."
From the vantage point of the present, I could declare that Jesus is the Light of my life. He touched me, and as a result, has set me alight. Like the ninth light of the Menorah which touches then ignites the wicks of the other candles, the Messiah sets ablaze every man and woman He touches with His love. Then we, as lesser lights, are to likewise shine in the darkness of this world to give the light of the knowledge of God to those who are yet to know Him.
For me, even inside my prison cell, it truly is a happy Hanukkah.
D.B.
From the vantage point of the present, I could declare that Jesus is the Light of my life. He touched me, and as a result, has set me alight. Like the ninth light of the Menorah which touches then ignites the wicks of the other candles, the Messiah sets ablaze every man and woman He touches with His love. Then we, as lesser lights, are to likewise shine in the darkness of this world to give the light of the knowledge of God to those who are yet to know Him.
For me, even inside my prison cell, it truly is a happy Hanukkah.
D.B.
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