“You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden.” Matthew 5:14
This passage has always intrigued me. Not because I find it so hard to understand, but because I don’t often see this principle being played out in the world. As children ,we are taught this principle. Songs such as “This little light of mine…” echo throughout our children’s departments, yet the implications are not always stressed. Being the salt of the earth is easily explained. One can imagine their dinner without salt, and see how the “little goes a long way” policy would be true. Light, however, is more abstract. When there is no light…all I know is that I cannot see anything. How am I supposed to be light?
I remember when my Dad would ask me to help him work on the family car. Obviously, I had no practical knowledge related to being a mechanic, and would probably be more of a hindrance than a help. I always had the same job when helping him. He wanted me to hold the flashlight. He would do all the dirty work (because he had specific knowledge of the car, and its parts), and eventually the car would work again. Sometimes it was a simple oil change, or maybe even changing a particular filter, but I didn’t know that. The only things that I saw were bolts, greasy wrenches, and twisted metal. All I knew is that I played a small part in something that I could not quite understand.
Perhaps God is that way with us. This concept of being the light is simply the idea that we can illuminate the work that God is doing so others can see the results. We are called to be the light, and God will take care of the intricate systems of the world. I am not sure how it all works, but I am happy to help in any way I can. It is my job to point to God with my life.