Sleeping in late on a Sunday morning, not an option for the devout Christian, rushing to church to catch the Sunday Service, in some denominations, starting as early as 6.00 am, and others maybe slightly later. Skipping breakfast and leaving most household chores,undone, dressed in our Sunday best, a beleaguered congregation we are, as we gather to worship the Lord.
The devout reaching well in time, the slackers straggling in late, some walking reluctantly shuffling their feet, as if there under coercion, yet others hanging around outside, chatting till just before the raising of the Eucharist . All in all, everyone gatherrs together to attend the Sunday Service. This Sunday however, was a special service, a prayer to honour the mother of the Holy One . Candles in holders were passed around to each, then lit one by one, going down the pews .
But alas when it came to ours, no sooner than it was lit, the candle was snuffed out . After repeated attempts with no success, we were concerned about this strange occurrence. It was of course no mystery, just the lone ceiling fan over our heads, making mischief. Requesting it be turned off, we were soon able to hold a steady flame, joining the rest in the veneration .
While striving to keep the flame alive , the parable of the ten virgins came to my mind. Five with well trimmed lamps to greet, to welcome the bridegroom, while the rest, careless ,with no oil for their lamps, were rejected and left behind. When all the congregation stood with a burning flame, we in our pew held extinguished candles, because of the overhead fan, which we neglected to turn off .
Faith, a fragile flame, when under the attack of worldly cares, is blown out, like a candle in the wind. Turning away from our troubles and fixing our eyes on the Saviour, knowing His grace is abundant , we can win the battle. Shifting our focus from the challenges, and resting in the shadow of His wings, we keep the flame of hope alive . The ‘ Kingdom of God ‘ , will blossom in our hearts, when we step off the shaky ground of worldly distractions and stand firm on the solid ground of The Word .
Mary Jacob 