As the days grow shorter and the darkness seems longer, we’re all looking for a light to guide us to a better place. Some look to the star that points the way to the birthplace of a savior. Some find it in a lamp that exceeds all expectations. The youngest and most innocent find it in the anticipation of a special visit from a saint bearing gifts, perhaps led by a reindeer with a magical red nose. It’s not by accident that these festivals of light are held during nature’s darkest time, when cold begins to set in and sunlight wanes.
There’s also a metaphor involved. No matter how dark it seems, it will get light again. Better days are ahead, if one only believes.