By Debra Torres
The little doctor in his spotless white med coat surprised me with his big personality as he skillfully tended to my daughter’s broken finger.

We had never met this doctor before, and at first impression I quickly judged him to be quiet and soft spoken. And when he left to go look at some x-rays I let my eyes survey his examining room.

You can tell a lot about a person by looking at their stuff I think. And I was surprised when my eyes landed on a neat display of “Our Daily Bread” devotionals on his sink counter.

When the doctor came back in, our talk easily turned to God. While the man diligently worked on my daughter’s hand, he shared his testimony with me and we spoke about church and what it meant to be a contagious Christian.

Churches that are exploding with people have it right, he told me. 

One thing I pray for my children is that they would be salt and light to those around them. 

My heart’s desire is that others would see a difference in them – that somehow, in some dark moment, my kids would shine the light of Christ’s love into someone else’s life.

           
Light is something I think that we tend to take advantage of when we have it. But when we don’t, well, often we can be lost in the dark.

I remember once when my boys were small and we took them on a “night hike” offered by an area park. At nearly dusk, a small group of us set out with a seasoned guide.

My young boys each sported green plastic lanterns that made cricket sounds when the switch was turned on.

The hike leader pointed out some amazing things that I ...