A Child's Light

Each child possesses a light that should never be reprimanded and told to go hide in a dark corner. Children are meant to sing off-pitch at the top of their lungs and run through fields holding popsicles that trickle red sugar down their little hands. They are meant to remind us of the innocence that still exists in this maddeningly sick world. They are meant to be our example as to what it means to live life as it is meant to be lived -- with brightness and color. When that view is slapped from a child's hand is the most tragic of things to witness. That oppression is (to me) the center of all horror in the world. When dictatorship rises to power, the child-like light within a nation faintly flickers to the point where it is sometimes extinguished. When a person is murdered, that person's beautiful light is taken from the world forever and those around them -- family, friends -- lose a part of their own light that the murdered person lighted.

Each of us is a child of someone -- whether you believe in Heavenly Parents or earthly parents (or both).  There is a fraction of child-like light within each of us that should never be extinguished. Were it to be put out, any hope and joy in the world would be lost.

No child deserves to have that light taken from them. No young child should have to endure that kind of heartache. That's why those of us that still have the burning flame must step up and find that child's light for them.

I beg of you to take thirty minutes out of your day to watch this video. Help. Please.