A new light

I saw it sitting on the lowest shelf at mine and Taylor's

favorite secret antique shop. It begged me to buy it.

I could imagine lighting this lamp before supper time

with my family looking on. A new light. A light that

now sits atop my new table.

I lit it last night for the first time.

I slowly filled the glass bottom with the lamp oil and

then turned the knob to lift the wick out of the oil.

I struck and it filled our space, my favorite space, with

beautiful glowing light.

It's simple, like me (although Scott just laughed

a hearty laugh and said

I most certainly was not simple)

and it was only a few dollars,

but I hope that it will be among my kids memories.

Remembering their mother loved light.

I do love light.

I love candles and oil lamps.

I love to try and find new

ways for light to end up on my table.

My prayer is that my children will

be able to see light in

me.

Matthew 5:16
~in the same way let your light shine before men so that they may see your good deeds and praise your father in heaven...~