My business is light. Not lite beer, lite bread, lite
bagels or lite blueberry pie -- nothing really advantageous to the waist line but just light. The kind of light you use to see to read a book, build a shelf, cook a meal, change the oil from underneath your car, and the kind of light you block with your Foster Grants while on the beach or by a saluting hand when you step from a dark place (like a movie matinee) into the sun. I have spent many hours over the past 17 years learning about light. We can all probably remember meeting Roy G. Biv when we were kids in science class. Red -- Orange -- Yellow -- Green -- Blue -- Indigo -- Violet. Roy' s namesake lines up perfectly when sunlight is passed through a prism onto a surface such as the sidewalk or a wall. Red to violet represents what is called the visible spectrum. This radiant energy is measured in nanometers and this particular, visible range is from 380nm to 780nm. On one end of the spectrum is infrared and on the other, ultraviolet. I know what you're thinking, "Get to the point, man, I didn't like this stuff then, and I don't especially like it now." Stay with me. Who hasn't smiled at little Trixie of Hi and Lois fame as she sat near the window and talked to her sunbeam? As a child I used to like seeing the particles floating in the wedge of light as the beam pierced its way into the living room. As an adult (and probably with the same chagrin my parents felt then) I know what all that floatie stuff is -- it's "not often enough vacuuming." Ok, ok, here is the point. You can not SEE light. The evidence of light is seen by our eyes only when it is reflected off of something else. Reflected off the road, the neighbor's car, the puddle of rain on the front stoop, the kitchen counter, a magazine page, a friend's face and yes, the dust floating in the sunbeam that visits through your window. 
As recorded in John chapter 8 verse 12, Jesus said, "I am the light of the world." In order for many in this world, in this town, in this church to see Jesus He is going to have to be reflected off of something -- US. As we are kept out of the darkness by the light of Christ, we must reflect that warmth and love to all around us. Could there be a better job than to have a brother or sister see and know God because He was reflected through your life?
Steve Matthews
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