WHEREIN I WENT TO LIGHT THE NIGHT AND DISCOVERED I HAD NO MATCHES, AND SO INSTEAD I RETOLD A STORY USING BORROWED FLAMES

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FOUR CANDLES — A STORY SOMEONE ELSE MADE UP

A child happened upon four candles, barely alight.
He asked the candles why they did not burn bright.

said the weakest of the flames.

The second one whispered,

And just like that, a light breeze extinguished Faith’s flame

added a sorrowful candle number three

The heartbroken child began to cry…but over the sound of his weeping he heard

With shining eyes, the child took the candle of Hope and lit the other three.

— Author Unknown; Retold from my childhood

I was thinking tonight of how this has grown from a single mind’s spark, to the initial flame sent outward with an all-inclusive invitation to join that flame with our own and with others.

I was thinking about how that took all four candles, but that really, it only had to start with the one.

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“All the darkness in the world cannot extinguish the light of a single candle.”

Francis of Assisi, The Little Flowers of St. Francis of Assisi

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

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