Shortly before Christmas, Pat and I climbed into Tonka 02 and headed up I-75. It was time to celebrate a momentous family event. Our daughter, Kathleen, had earned her Master’s Degree in Educational Leadership at the University of West Georgia. We glowed with pride as we watched her accept the certificate.

Pat and I stayed with Kathi and William at what I’ve dubbed their “Mansion On The Hilltop”. During our visit, we went to look at a subdivision named Tacky Town. I didn’t see that name on the city limits sign, but the breadth and scope of lighting did indeed seem to be a bit tacky. Enjoyable, however, for all of us who so appreciate the Christmas spirit!

Another common feature of Christmas decor is candles. We’re candle people at our home – not just at Christmas, but year ‘round. We recognize and respect others who share a love for wax and wicks. One afternoon, while sitting at Kathi and William’s dining table, I noticed that a couple of their candles were in pretty bad shape. The wicks had burned their way to the bottom of the glass holders, leaving rather ugly and misshapen craters of wax.

While out shopping, we found some wick material. When we got home, we slowly melted the existing wax blobs. I tied the wicks around some washers that were on hand. This kept the wick nice and straight, up and down, and allowed it to sink to the bottom of the waxy liquid.

Next, we allowed the candles to cool and harden. Voilé! Nearly new candles. I recently learned that one of my candle fixes wasn’t working properly. Oh, well, that gives me another excuse to visit and take another crack at it. After all, isn’t that one of a Daddy’s functions? (g)

I began thinking about this wax and wicks adventure while driving home after graduation. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen a candle that suffered from too much wick. It’s always been a matter of too much wax and little or no wick. As a child, I remember singing a chorus, “This Little Light Of Mine”. God has given us all a lot of wax. Who is our Wick, the source from which our light springs?

I’m reasonably sure, based on past experience, that you will have some really neat responses and applications of this idea. Think about it and get back to me.  Use the “Leave a Reply” box below!

RESPONSES TO: “I Almost Was A Couch Potato”

– Yes! How do we approach life’s couches? With a lot of prayer because not everyone can have such great reflexes. I also have to pray to become super sensitive to the Holy Spirit so I know what to do when they come! More importantly, what He wants me to do in the circumstance.

– Good one! Some of us stop and sit down on the couch in the middle of the road not realizing we are in the way.

– You’re right. Life is very unpredictable. We never know what a day will bring our way. I’ve heard many times over the years that God won’t give us any more then we can handle. I like to add “with his help”.

     I recently learned one of the definitions for God’s grace is “enabling power”. I see it as Him giving me the power to get through whatever circumstances, no matter how scary or difficult. A family we have known for years, lost one of their sons Thanksgiving Day in a hunting accident. He was twenty years old. It was a real hard thing for the whole church body to go through. He was an awesome young man and we all loved him very much. But what we heard over and over from his mom and dad was that God’s grace was with them and they were doing better than okay. What an awesome God we serve. My husband commented on the day of the accident that he didn’t know how people made it through such tragedy without the Lord. Neither do I.

– Good piece! My background makes me suspicious if much time goes by without change 🙂 I love the adventure of it all.

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