On the coast of Norway is a lighthouse where a keeper lived with his two children. One day he went to the shore for provisions. A storm arose and he was unable to return in time to light the lamp. Mary, the elder child, said to her little brother, "We must light the lamp, Willie." "How can we?" asked Willie, "We aren't big enough."

The two children climbed the long narrow stairs to the tower where the lamp was kept. Mary pulled up a chair and tried to reach the lamp in the great reflector, but it was too high. Groping down the stairs, she ascended again with a small oil lamp in her hand. "I can old this up," she said, and climbed on the chair. The reflector was still beyond her reach. "Get down," said Willie," I know what we can do." She jumped down and he stretched his little body across the chair. "Stand on me" he said, and she stood on the little fellow as he lay across the chair. She raised the lamp high and its light shone far out across the water. Holding it first with one hand, then with the other, to rest her little arms, she called down to her brother, "Does it hurt you, Willie?" "Of course it hurts," he called back, "but keep the light burning."

Are we keeping the light of God's love burning in the world even though it hurts? Are we holding it up so that all nations may see its beams afar?

--Selected

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The Upper and Lower Lights
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