We Didn’t Start the Fire . . .

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Tennessee is on fire and Donald Trump is the President-Elect.  The haze that hangs over Knoxville matches the haze in my head and my heart.  It’s hard to think and hard to breathe.

On Election Day  many of us headed off to the polls excited about a bright new world full of promise and possibility and without glass ceilings.

The next morning we awakened to an America we didn’t recognize, a country we used to love but feel that we don’t even know any more.

We are grieving and we are discouraged and the conservatives I know (translation: almost EVERYONE I know, here in red East Tennessee) think we are crybabies and want us to get over it.

In October, I cleared out our fire pit, planning for crisp November evenings.

The pit remains empty and cold.  My bonfire dreams are dead like so many other dreams seem to be. Most of East Tennessee is under a burn ban, and this will continue until just a few days before winter begins.  Tempers are flaring too, and those flames may be harder to dampen.

I am intimately aware of the destructive power of fire.

But fire, controlled, also warms and illumines.

I love candles and every evening before we sit down to watch our show I light several.  I wait for the moment when the flame from the lighter catches the wick and the candle begins to burn on its own, its flame swelling to life.

My family visited Mammoth Cave recently. After gathering us in a large room, our guide turned off every light and left us to wait in complete, impenetrable darkness.   Then he lit just one match and the entire cave was illuminated.  Our eyes can grow accustomed to the deepest darkness.  One small flame becomes enough to see by.

Dark nights of the soul are steps along the journey to spiritual enlightenment.  By all means we SHOULD curse the darkness we see in the world around us right now.  But that doesn’t mean we can’t light candles.  We can burn. We can shine.

For you were once darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Live as children of light . . .  (Ephesians 5:8)

 

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  1. UP says:

    Bruce wants some money now…

  2. phyllis kramer says:

    I feel the same way you do, Leslie. Just tragic.

  3. Praying that the fires of Tennessee with soon be extinguished!

  4. Jenny says:

    It’s been pretty smoky here. We could really use some rain!

  5. I like where you went with this post. Love the Scripture!
    Bloggers Pit Stop

  6. As an outsider it is hard to see through the smoke. God is never taken by surprise so wait and see His purposes.
    Kathleen
    Bloggers Pit Stop

  7. Crystal says:

    We have burn bans here a lot. It is windy and dry pretty often. I love the scripture and it doesn’t seem at all crybabyish. haha

  8. God gave us rain today for our thirsty ground — showers of blessing. I’m hoping our fire season is over now. I pray yours will be, too. Perhaps as Americans we need to let the still glowing embers of fear die out and remember that God is still in control just as he has been for the last eight years. We need to get to know those neighbors that didn’t vote the way we did and try to understand what really motivated them. We need to find common ground as Americans and help bind up each other’s broken spirits.

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