"There are two ways of spreading light; to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it." ~Edith WhartonI do not know how Edith meant her words to be understood. Likely, she was meditating on the power to affect change through either action or emulation.
Standing there, squinting at her words, a greater message got through to a tired, sluggish woman whose been growing restless again: I'm no candle. He is. What have I been doing to reflect Him lately?
My reflective qualities have been dulled from various and sundry lesser choices that have been made over time. Lately, I haven't been quite as comfortable with my tarnished, dusty sheen. But, God knows, polishing up is lots of work. Lots of replacing and relinquishing. A worthwhile endeavour though. What good is a dust-darkened mirror in a world that is dark enough as it is.