I wanted to share this email that I received from artist Jason Kotecki...
was a dark and stormy night…
…that lasted for two months. 😳
That’s the season we find ourselves in, when darkness has filled the entire
world and months feel like centuries.
As I think about darkness, I can't help but think of a strange quality we
humans have. Whether it’s a handful of birthday candles in a darkened room, the
glowing embers from a campfire in the woods, or the flickering stars in a night
sky, we can’t help but be drawn to the light.
Throughout this pandemic, a particular phrase has resurfaced again and again
during my morning quiet times: fix
I’ve been encountering it so often, in songs, books, and videos, that I was
curious to look it up and see if I might glean some deeper understanding.
According to one dictionary definition, this version of “fix” means to direct
one’s eyes, mind, or attention steadily or unwaveringly towards
I immediately thought of a story In the Bible in which Peter, one of Jesus’
most lovable and bone-headed followers, gets to walk on water. The thing is,
when he’s focused on Jesus, all is well and he is able to do the impossible.
But when he shifts his attention to the raging waves, he’s swallowed by fear
and begins to sink.
The only difference is where Peter has chosen to fix his eyes.
Back to this peculiarity that human beings are born with an innate attraction
to light. Spend any time at sunset on any beach in the world, and you will find
every single person staring at the sun. No one is facing the opposite
It’s not that we don’t notice the darkness. There have been times during this
pandemic when I have been sucked in by it. It’s a scary place to dwell. During
those times, my anxiety levels increase. Fear grows.
But then I notice it.
My attention is pulled away by something else…a tiny firefly, glowing amidst
the expansive backdrop of black. Before long, I see another, and then
These fireflies are the helpers. The people who have decided to help where they
can. It’s the same light, but expressed by individuals in different ways.
The high school principal
visiting over 600 graduating seniors.
The woman delivering
donuts to her staff who are working from home.
The DJ leading dance
parties in the street.
It may be just as dark at one in the morning as it is at three, but only one of
them is two hours closer to dawn. For most of us, it’s still night. But
sunrise is closer than it was a month ago.
fireflies are hope in the darkness that we will see the light.
Until morning comes – which it will – may we continue to fix our eyes on
the humble lights pulsing with hope all around us.
And may we flash our own light for others.