Sorry for the sudden ending of my post yesterday. I was rushed of to bed by my dad who was shocked that I still blogged when it was midnight. I dun ever do that. But as promised, I shall tell the story of the candles from my own POV.

Four candles were placed in a storeroom. One night, there was a blackout and the house was left in complete darkness. The master came into the storeroom in search for a candle, saying proudly," This is the moment, my dear candles, for which you were made for. You have done a great job lighting up the storeroom; wait till I get you out where you really needed.."

He about to take one candle out when it exclaimed, "Master, don't take me out yet! I need more preparation!" The master couldn't believe his ears, "More preparation?"

"Yes, yes," the candle replied pleadingly. "I need to research more on the art of shining. I can't afford to make any mistakes when I'm out there shining for you. The glow of an untrained candle can be really distorted you know? I'm have just completed my research on how to counter wind resistance. I'm on my latest book "Displaying Your flame". Knowledge is terribly important.."

"All right then" said the Master, blowing out the candle. "I've got many other candles to use."

"No, we can't go out either!" The other candles.

"But lighting up the darkness is what you candles were made for! What do you mean you can't go?"

"I'm sorry Master but I'm terribly busy now. I am meditating on the importance of light. It's really enlightening. To master an art, one must spend time crafting it in his mind; then the true power of that art can be displayed," said the 2nd candle.

A third candle spoke up. "I'm waiting for the day when I can get my life in order. I'm currently not stable enough. I lose my temper easily and my emotions go up and down. I won't produce a steady flame."

The master looked at the last candle. "I'd sure like to help master," said the last, "But my gifting is in the field of singing, not lighting the darkness. I sing to encourage other candles to burn more brightly. All for one, one for all." At this, she began singing "This Little Light of mine". The candles joined in the chorus and soon, the whole storeroom was filled with singing.

the master took a step back and looked at the 4 healthy candles, all singing to each other about light but refusing to come out of the storeroom. One by one, he blew them out, but they kept singing till the end.

The original was from Max Lucado, a brilliant writer. Then the story was adapted into my training book. What on earth are you doing for God? What on earth am I doing for God? He has topped up more and abudantly. What do I do with what He gives me? I'm not a weak old lady with no hope for the future; God has even gone to the extent of showing me the vision. Then I sit around and preach and talk crap but don't do anything? Expectation.. you're so right man.. Enter a new day and what to I expect out of it?

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