It Was a Dark and Stormy World

You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.

Matthew 5:14-16

We are on day 215 of 15 days to slow the spread.

It’s Monday, and I haven’t written here in a week. That’s after spending last Monday telling you why I’m not doing Nanowrimo this year because I’m writing here instead.

In spite of being surrounded, and I do mean surrounded, by memories and writing prompts, I couldn’t bring myself to post on Tuesday. Then it got easier to not post on Wednesday.

I had other reasons for not writing. If I follow my own editorial calendar, I may or may not write about those tomorrow.

The question “why am I doing this at all?” was asked.

I mean, during the week, I sent a snarky political post to a friend and said “if I was still writing about politics under my pen name [Redacted], I’d write about this.”

My friend said, “[Redacted] should write about this.”

I said “[Redacted] is dead. Miss him.” (points for the reference).”

My friend said, “What happened? Heart give out?”

Ouch.

I’ll be honest. Part of me thinks that I should jump back into the fight, and we are in a fight. But the practical

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side of me knows that my writing flaming blog posts or sharing multiple articles on social media will not change anyone’s mind.

It just won’t.

Oh sure, I’ll like or retweet posts that I agree with to help give them exposure. But that’s about it.

I admit that there are times that I turn to Sam’s speech.

“That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it’s worth fighting for.”

If I have to explain that reference, I’m not sure that we can be friends.

But there are different ways to fight than being a keyboard warrior.

The more time I spend on this, I’m realizing that my job, my calling if you will, is to point out that there is indeed some good in this world.

Another friend posted a wonderful picture on Facebook yesterday. He’s in the mountains for the weekend and took a picture of the changing leaves. In the midst of the picture, one bright yellow tree stood out. He wrote,

“In a dark world…be the light.”

I could spend my time telling you why I’m right about things, because we know that I am. Or, I can spend my time bringing light to the darkness.

These are dark times. We’re all stressed.

Adding to the stress of COVID and the elections, we’ve got the holidays coming. So we can replace our normal pandemic/end of the world anxiety with our festive holiday anxiety.

Me? I’m just going to hang the Christmas lights and try to spread light where I can.

Join me?

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