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I heard on a morning news show that the little reflectors that show us where the lanes are on our roads are called “ba dump pa dumps” no joke! When asked why the lady from the DOT said it is because that’s the noise they make when you drive over them!

So, since I am talking about “reflectors” I think I will call all of us reflectors, “ba dump pa dumps”!

You can do something you know you’re going to regret, but you do it anyway… then comes the guilt, that awful feeling in the pit of your stomach, wishing you could hit the re-wind button and fix it, but knowing that is impossible… then what?

                Your light goes out, maybe not completely out, yet, but dims a little.

John 1:3-5 Everything was created through him; nothing—not one thing! —came into being without him. What came into existence was Life, and the Life was Light to live by. The Life-Light blazed out of the darkness; the darkness couldn’t put it out. 

Jesus came into the world and he was the Light. Before I say anything more, Matthew 5:14-16 Here’s another way to put it: You’re here to be light, bringing out the God-colors in the world. God is not a secret to be kept. We’re going public with this, as public as a city on a hill. If I make you light-bearers, you don’t think I’m going to hide you under a bucket, do you? I’m putting you on a light stand. Now that I’ve put you there on a hilltop, on a light stand—shine! Keep open house; be generous with your lives. By opening up to others, you’ll prompt people to open up with God, this generous Father in heaven.

Every now and then, there is a phenomenon that happens in the sky, it is an eclipse. That is when the moon passes between the earth and the sun, completely blocking our light. Even chickens will begin to roost, thinking it is nighttime!

 When we let the cares of this life come between the Son shine and us, 

                                                   our light goes out!

I was watching the light play, reflect, and change colors in the diamonds on my hand and the light playing off those diamonds was brilliant! As I was enjoying the little fireworks display, the elevator door opened and I stepped out into the dark garage while still looking at the rings, suddenly without light, there was no sparkle, the fireworks all gone, why? The light had gone out, the diamonds are only reflectors of light, there is no light within them, they cannot shine without being shined ON, therefore, the diamonds were no longer beautiful, they could have been simple pieces of glass.

Reflectora body, surface, or device that reflects light, heat, sound, or the like.

If Jesus is the ‘light of the world’, then He shines on us, so Christians, shouldn’t we act as reflectors of that light so that the light we are reflecting then shines on everyone around us?

Whenever you let anything come between you and the “Light”, yours automatically goes out, and you are no different than a little piece of carbon lying within the walls of a cave, undiscovered to be the diamond that you really are.

Matthew 5:16 says, Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven.

Psalm 139:23-24 Investigate my life, O God, find out everything about me; Cross-examine and test me, get a clear picture of what I’m about; See for yourself whether I’ve done anything wrong—then guide me on the road to eternal life.

If you have anything blocking you from the Light, get out the scrub cloth of the Holy Spirit and give yourself a good cleaning so that your reflector is clean and ready to reflect the Light of the world Jesus Christ then sing, 

                          “This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine!”

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