What is that thing called light
Which I must ne’er enjoy?
What are the blessings of the sight?
O tell a poor blind boy!
The preceding lines of Colly Cibber
From his poem enttled “The Blind Boy”
Conveys the challenge of the blind
And the mechanisms their minds employ.
So is the unbeliever in this world
Stricken by sin and sin’s curse
As he lives in the land of the blind
And daily those sins are rehearsed.
The believer then is called to be light,
To reflect Christ and be a light that’s bright,
To feed on the word and gather insight
And fight life’s battle in the Spirit’s might.
Called to be light I must repeat,
Called to be a light in this world,
Filled with the Spirit, walking with Christ
As directed by the Spirit and the Word.
Should shine out for the world to see
That Jesus who was from heaven sent
Now lives in you and me.
With signal sharp and focus clear
A light that shall never be dimmed
Alerting the world of a Saviour’s love
Who died to save them from sin.
A light that shows God’s wisdom,
A revealer of sin and of wrong
A light that is ever discerning
A light that spots brightly and long.
Called to be salt I must also add
To season, to preserve and to enhance
As we spread the Gospel message
And for Jesus Christ take our stance.
For such shows a dependency on Christ,
The one who came to give us life
Having given his life as our sacrifice.
Called therefore to be both salt and light,
Such salt within and such light without,
Both flavouring and lighting a sinful world,
Telling what the Gospel story is all about.
So that for them life would be meaningful
As the abundant life they come to know,
And they too would be salt and light
And in turn would Christ to others show.
Stewart Russell © June 2017