"A day is a recognition of the light." The Light of the World as a Christmas Tree daisychain.
"Whilst I am in the world, I am the Light of the World." -The Jesus. He bid us not to hide our light, as we are a city on the hill, not to hide our light under a bushel: for we are, along with the paracleton, the Light of the World. It is such that in our own darkness, we are dependent upon the light of our fellows, that in moments of darkness, the believer needs the light of others to provide his illumination for his own path. I was seeing one projecting their darkness, at their every word, that preamble of "these are my past wrongs", and the rejoinder, "but not anymore". "No longer am I a sinner, and I hope my joy is returned unto me." Speaking from lack, despair, of a future, and continually manifesting, in saying same over and over, seemingly contemned to never take up the phrase: "it happens today". The wrought soul-stirring humility of wearing one's past is admirable, humble, honest, but how much is designed to keep one under ...