“This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine,
let it shine, let it shine, let it shine!”
Day after day I used to sing this song to my daughter while in the bathtub and as she sat on my lap as I tied her shoes each morning. Honestly, when I really think about it, I was always singing or humming this song.
I wonder if this gentle reminder was for her or more for me…
But once her sweet little voice began to sing along with me, while holding up her cute little finger, as the light, I knew there was always going to be a shining light within my world.
My sweet girl became my light.
The daily moments, filled with innocence, where the hardest decision was which flavor of ice cream to choose at the store were beautiful blessings.
Life was simple and the little finger of light sparkled all around!
As I scrolled through my camera roll this morning, I was reminded of my little girl in the annual Christmas pageant many years ago, shining her light.