Light A Candle

w/m by Dennis C Wheeler 2001

 

Light a candle in the darkness

that the world might see the light

In a world that lives with anger,

may the love of GOD shine bright

In the hatred of the shadows,

amidst the power of the dark

By the light of just one Christian,

may the oceans of the hatred learn to part

 

Light a Candle     In the darkness

Light a Candle     Where you are

Light a Candle     In the darkness

Show the world   A place to start

 

In a world so bent on Anger

and the power desired by men

Where controlling one another,

is the foundation of our sin

We forget all of the lessons

of the man upon the Cross

By the light of just one Christian

may the oceans of the hatred learn to part

 

Light a Candle     In the darkness

Light a Candle     Where you are

Light a Candle      In the darkness

Show the world    A place to start

 

We take a legacy of love

into a world so bent on hate

That it cheers the death of others

as though Glory was its fate

We must learn to love each other

with compassion in our hearts

So by the light of just one Christian

may the oceans of the hatred learn to part

 

Light a Candle     In the darkness

Light a Candle     Where you are

Light a Candle     In the darkness

Show the world   A place to start

 

Light a Candle       In the darkness

Light a Candle      Where you are

Light a Candle       In the darkness

Show the world      A place to start

Light A Candle

Light A Candle - Dennis C Wheeler 2001
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Light A Candle
On September 11, 2001 there occurred an event in New York City that changed the course of humankind forever. A terrorist attack on the World Trade Center killed thousands, and more in a plane crash in Pennsylvania, and a plane attack on the Pentagon. In my safe world in Salt Lake City I called in late for work and was told to turn on the news immediately. As I turned on the TV, I watched plane 2 fly into Tower 2. We all can tell similar stories for when we heard. The immensity  of the event changed the everyday. Sunday I went to church. Our friends from Pakistan came in that morning and the fear was in their eyes and it touched my heart. They had moved to America for religious freedom as they faced terrorism in their own country for their religious beliefs. They were neither terrorist, nor even affiliated with the country the Terrorists had come from. But they were victims. Sometime later many of us from that church and other churches gathered at a memorial given to pray for the victims and the country. The hate was at the forefront of political and national rhetoric, as one would of expected it to be. War was in the air. And I remembered my personal choice of Christianity. I had no problem with the concept of justice for those responsible, and some day they may all see the justice that they deserve. But at this memorial, by Christians, I presented a song I was inspired to write by the one whom I profess to believe in. 
I archive it here, because I can. And because its validity is as needed today well beyond the confines that it had then.  dwheeler 6-23-2017
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