Finding Momentum

It’s Fri­day and the power on my block has gone out. My small group is gath­ered in my apart­ment just hang­ing out by can­dle­light, mak­ing fun of each other (the way it’s sup­posed to be).

When we get up to leave, I bring a can­dle out into the hall to help every­body find their shoes.

“It’s so bright,” some­body remarks. And it’s true, that one can­dle is throw­ing light far down the hall and around the corner.

“Dark­ness doesn’t stand a chance,” says my friend Emily.

Mm yeah. Dark­ness doesn’t stand a chance.