One morning I passed the kitchen’s east window and saw
the sun; out a west window I saw another sun. Puzzled, I did a double take of
this second sun. Later I described what I had seen. Someone said that I must
have been dreaming; another stated that the two suns must have been the same
one; somebody else correctly concluded that the true sun at the east window must have
been reflected on the one across from it.
Though mere man can never match God’s perfect light, its
reflection should cause people to pause, to praise the Source, to marvel at the
difference God’s light makes in a life.
