Once upon a time, four candles were burning.
The place was so silent that the dialogue between them could be heard.
The first said:
I am the Peace, and even with my light, people cannot manage to keep me lit.
Soon, the flame extinguished.
The second said:
I am Faith!
Sadly, I am not needed by people. They don’t want to know about God or their Spirit, it doesn’t make sense to continue burning.
When she finished talking, a soft wind blew her out.
Very quietly and sad, the third candle spoke:
I am Love!
I can’t continue burning, I am tired. People put me aside, only interested in taking care of themselves up to the point of forgetting those around them.
It too went out.
Suddenly, a boy arrives and sees the three extinguished candles…
– What is this! You must be lit and burn until the end!
Then the fourth candle spoke:
– Fear not, my son.
While I am lit, we can re-ignite the other candles.
Then the boy took the candle of Hope and re-kindled the other candles.
May the candle of Hope never extinguish for you, for it is the light at the end of the tunnel.