Let There Be Light
God’s most treasured possession, radiant light, lay sparkling in his hand. Laughing, he tossed it into the darkness. The light grew blindingly bright and exploded into an infinite number brilliant fragments. Looking into the darkness, he chose the golden fragments and placed them in his pocket, declaring, “you are the souls of man.”
He looked again into the darkness and noticed the red and green fragments vying for his attention. As they danced around, he scooped them up and placed them in the animals and trees, declaring, “you are the souls of pure life.”
Wondering what to do with the remaining fragments of white light sparkling in the darkness he declared, “you will be man’s little helpers” and locked them, for all time, within the heart of the crystal.
By Jane Johnson