It is getting dark earlier in the evening, to the point that I am happy to see the porchlight on when turning into the driveway. And, it is getting close to the time when Marla and I will be looking around the house for our advent candles to put in the windows (they are electric), and for the advent candles for the dinner table. Light, to show the way and give comfort in the dark.
I remember my brother-in-law telling me of going caving with some friends. Having traveled some way into a very big cave they camped for the night, turned off all their battery powered lights, and found themselves in pitch black darkness. They were unable to sleep without lighting a small candle stub so that a little light was available to them.
I recall going into a cave with my small daughter Jessica up in my arms. (It was a cave associated with the story of Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn.) At one point the guide switched off the electric lighting in the cavern, plunging us into deep darkness. My daughter tightened her grip on my neck instinctively in response.
We humans are afraid of the dark, and as night falls in Advent we light candles, we reach out into the dark to hold hands, we seek to be light for each other, and we listen to the great story of the Church about a time when the light of Christ shone in our hearts to give the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Christ Jesus (2 Corinthians 4:6).
May you be the Christ light in the places you go and to the people you meet.