A wick, wax and fire, three in one and one in three. And the candle becomes the light in the darkness.

I was told that I am an Earth Angel. But with all humility, I couldn’t perceive myself as such, for the simple reason, my understanding of what defines an Earth Angel is nothing as I could envision myself as. My first thought is they must be beautiful inside and out, which I don’t consider myself and I am lacking the criteria for such a calling starting with the discipline of truly fulfilling the will of God, I am always fearful. I do have a wonderful relationship with God, and he knows I’ve got serious issues.

It is said that angels doesn’t have free will like humanity does. But for some reason I choose to differ. Think for a moment, then what happened to Satan, wasn’t he an angel too? And he made a choice when he interfered with God’s creation, man. He cause the fall of man by tempting and causing them to disobey God.

I see myself more like the candle, created by God’s own hands like the potter and clay, Jeremiah 18. The candle signifies the light and the light is God. My flesh is the wax that melts away with the power, the heat, the presence of God the more I draw closer to him. The spirit within grows stronger and more powerful through the obedience to the will of God. I look at it as, before Jesus came it was the potter and clay, the clay as representing the earth and now because of him all who believe and follow him becomes the the light, his light best represent the candle, which is the spirit.

An angel, I don’t consider myself worthy, but to walk in his light and follow him, much easy. After all he understand my weaknesses and it’s not my light, but his light that’s within, being created in his image and likeness.