My candle won't light. Everyone leans over to help me; wax falls everywhere, and it's becoming distracting. Every time someone tries to light my little candle, it burns for a moment and then flickers out.
Come on little candle. Come on flame. Shine bright, girl. Do it!
Finally, from out of nowhere, a complete stranger hands me a huge, new candle. There's no hope in yours. Take this one.
I'm standing there with two candles (one hopeless, one Glorious) singing Silent Night. Looking down at that strong, bright flame, I realize that my own candle indeed has no hope. I need Someone Else's.
I need an exchanged life. I need the Light of the World because there's no hope in me.
I take it, Lord!
Merry Christmas: Jesus comes down for the Great Exchange; He takes on our flesh, our sin, our hopelessness, and in return, hands us a new life and a new light.
I hope you have a wonderful and very merry Christmas!