Fire of the Covenant

This past week we went camping:

S'mores, sleeping bags, bug spray and all.

One night as Aaron was showcasing his Boy Scout skills in the fire pit, he said that as a missionary, he loved using the analogy of fire.  Assuming his teaching mode, he asked me what I thought that might mean.

I thought about it.

I thought about kindling.
I thought about small sticks.
I thought about sparks.
I thought about fanning the flame.
I thought about raging, encompasing fire.

And then I thought about faith.

I thought about dimming light.
I thought about smoke.
I thought about logs burning alone.
I thought about smoldering embers.
Going,
Going,
and...

Then I thought about faith.

I thought about the things in life that are flame resistant, flame retardant. And how easily they can smother--or snuff out completely--that energy, that power...

If we let it.

I heard a story today.  It brought me to tears.



I thought about my faith.

And then I remembered why I believe.

One of the many, many reasons why I believe.


There is in every...heart a spark of heavenly fire,
which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity; but which
kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.
-Washington Irving

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