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Creak Creak. Bzzz. Bzzz. Creak Creak. Bzzz Creak Creak. Pling. Pling.
Sure is hot out here, hot enough to fry an egg and the sun went down a half hour ago. Sweat is dripping down my back and I’m about glued to this swing.
Creak Creak. Bzzz. Bzzz. Pling Pling.
Sarah Sue went on to bed because she thought she could beat the heat. I bet it’s just as hot in there as it out here. Don’t make a hill of beans difference whether you sit on the porch or lay on the bed. It’s just plain hot.
Creak Creak. Bzzz. Pling.
Hot air ain’t normally good for thinking, but tonight I think I’m just in the mood. I don’t philosophize very often, but sometimes I can sit and think for hours. Tonight is just one of those nights.
Creak. Creak.
I put up a new porch light last week and then hung up the bug zapper so the bugs would stay away from it. They didn’t get the message, though. Those insects love light. I don’t know why, but they just do.
Bzzz. Pling.
I remember the preacher talking about light. It was a couple of Sundays ago. He said that Jesus is the light of the world and when he’s in us, he lights us up. I ain’t sure what all that means, but I sure do know what light is and how much I need it.
See, a couple of years ago we ran out of money right in the middle of summer. Had to live without power for a whole month! It sure was dark after the sun went down. Ain’t no fun neither. That darkness sort of eats at your soul. We was about to go plum crazy until I got my paycheck and got some light again. Sarah Sue said she never wants to do that again so we always pay the power people first thing. Right after we tithe and pay on our house.
Now, if people don’t have Jesus then they must not have power. So they ain’t got light either. Can’t figure how they could deal with that.
Bzzz. Bzzz.
Pastor Plum, funny name, ain’t it? Well, he told us about Jesus being light and all that but he talked about people being drawn to false lights, too. I reckon that’s like the bug zapper out there. Those bugs think they are gonna get some heat or something, but they end up fried. I sure have met some people who think they found the way to know God or eternal life or whatever is they call it, but I tell you what, they is just going to get fried in the end.
Pling, pling. Creak. Creak.
When I think about that porch light over there I think about Jesus. I ain’t crazy, but it just makes me think about him being the right light. I can always see where I’m going when that light is on. I don’t even have to fumble in the dark for my keys.
I think I’d like to be like that. My neighbors all tell me that I’m strange, but maybe that’s a good thing. I bet they wouldn’t like it if I called them bugs. They sure are looking for light, though. Maybe I should let God put a stronger bulb in me.
Creak Creak. Pling. Pling.
Sure is hot out here.
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