Altar Call – Opelika-Auburn News
Walter Albritton
February 7, 2021
A fireplace, a crackling fire, and love that lasts
forever
When
we were thirty, Dean and I built a small cabin out in the woods near the home
where I was born. It was our refuge when we came home to visit relatives. We
heated the cabin with an open fireplace that Dean loved dearly. It reminded her
of watching her father bake sweet potatoes in the coals of a fireplace when she
was a child.
Years
later we modernized the cabin by installing a heat pump but Dean resisted my
proposal to put gas logs in the old fireplace. So, for 60 years we have shared
the joy of being mesmerized by logs burning in that fireplace. Our boys can
remember cold nights when we slept on a mattress in front of a roaring fire. On
a recent freezing morning, I built a nice fire in memory of Dean’s love of a
good fire on a cold morning.
Fires
provide light as well as heat and light is a basic
necessity of life. Light is essential for finding our way in darkness as well
as finding our way out of the darkness of debilitating emotions like
depression, self-pity and sorrow. Lately I am remembering many nights when,
sitting together in front of a lovely fire, Dean and I “saw the light” that
showed us the way out of the darkness of troubling problems.
Dean
loved lights and especially candle lights. Even now there are no fewer than 20
candles on mantles and tables in our home. One night when I came home to
supper, there were no electric lights on – only a dozen or more large candles.
Intrigued, I asked why. She said, “Why do you light candles on the altar in
church?” I replied, “To symbolize the presence of Christ.” “There, you’ve got
it,” she said; “This home needs the presence of Christ right now even more than
the church.” Humbled, I thought “Another lesson learned, Big Boy!” Those
candles led us into a deeper relationship that blessed our marriage and our
home.
Evil is symbolized by darkness, God by light. Light
give us power over darkness. God is light. As we live out our days, we must
choose how we shall live – as children of darkness or children of light. Jesus
is Light, even the Light of the world. The Bible says, “In Him there is no
darkness.” So, the great key to life is to live in Christ. When we are “in”
Christ, the darkness is overcome by His Light within us.
The Bible invites us to walk in the light but to do
that we must walk away from the darkness. And that can be the darkness of evil
but also the darkness of attitudes that rob us of hope, joy and peace with God.
Sorrow, especially excessive sorrow, can open the door to a foreboding darkness
that blinds us to the hope and healing that God wants to give us. That is not a
casual observation but a confession of the struggle I am having in days of
grief. Part of me believes that God is going to turn my mourning into gladness;
part of me struggles with the doubt that thrives in darkness.
On my best days I want to have faith like Orville
Kelly had when, at age 43, he was informed he had terminal cancer. The darkness
of self-pity enveloped Orville and caused him to spend the night in tears. But
Orville Kelly walked out of that darkness, guided by the light of a marvelous
idea. He created an organization called
“Make Today Count.” His driving purpose was to allow terminally ill patients to
share and help each other combat loneliness and isolation. Kelly did die
eventually but his idea lived on with more than 100 chapters organized across
the nation.
What I loved about Orville even more that his “Make
Today Count” ministry was a poem the dying man wrote to express his love for
his wife. He titled it, “For my wife, Wanda: Love Will Never Go Away.” When I
reflect on the beauty of his stirring words, I wish I had taken the time to
express more tender feelings to Dean. I am not drowning in guilt about this but
I think it important to admit my regret for having failed to share more of the
deep feelings of my heart for her. I
share Orville’s poem in the hope that some husband, reading this, will decide to
“cover this base” with his wife before it is too late:
Spring,
and the land lies fresh green
Beneath
a yellow sun.
We
walked the land together, you and I
And
never knew what future days would bring.
Will
you often think of me,
When
flowers burst forth each year?
When
the earth begins to grow again?
Some
say death is so final,
But
my love for you can never die.
Just
as the sun once warmed our hearts
Let
this love touch you some night,
When
I am gone,
And
loneliness comes –
Before
the dawn begins to scatter
Your
dreams away.
Summer,
and I never knew a bird
Could
sing so sweet and clear,
Until
they told me I must leave you
For
a while.
I
never knew the sky could be so deep a blue,
Until
I knew I could not grow old with you
But
better to be loved by you,
Than
to have lived a million summers,
And
never known your love.
Together,
let us, you and I
Remember
the days and nights,
For
eternity.
Fall,
and the earth begins to die,
And
leaves turn golden-brown upon the trees.
Remember
me, too, in autumn, for I will walk with you,
As
of old, along a city sidewalk at evening-time
Though
I cannot hold you by the hand.
Winter,
and perhaps someday there may be
Another
fireplace, another room,
With
crackling fire and fragrant smoke,
And
turning, suddenly, we will be together,
And
I will hear your laughter and touch your face,
And
hold you close to me again.
But
until then, if loneliness should seek you out,
Some
winter night, when snow is falling down,
Remember,
though death has come to me,
Love
will never go away!
Do understand that I am not urging men to write poetry
but to take the time to express feelings of the heart so that tenderness can do
its work in covenant of marriage. While it is true that “Love will never go
away,” love will do its greatest work when expressed to the living before death
makes that impossible.
No matter what kind of darkness we are struggling
with, God’s love will also never go away. God is not only Light; He is also
Love, Love that lasts forever. And He waits, eager to light our way out of
darkness, and ready to help us love one another with unashamed tenderness. I
intend to follow the light He provides. Join
me. + + +