I was driving home from running errands this evening and
kept noticing the brief blink of a firefly.
As a child I remember spending an entire evening trying to catch one of
the beautiful glowing bugs as they tried to flutter out of reach. This made me think though in a larger
perspective. After all our lives are but
a blink of an eye, just as the light of a firefly lights the sky for a brief
moment. What if we were all fireflies,
lighting the world with our actions. Why
shouldn’t we live our lives as something to be chased because of the beauty we
present? Why shouldn’t we set the
standard higher: no longer a fly buzzing around busily in cacophony annoyance
but lighting the sky with a gift of something greater. The more we touch with our influence, the
greater our light.
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