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A man had a little daughter- an only and much-

beloved child. He lived for her- she was his life. 

 So when she became ill and her illness 

resisted the efforts of the best obtainable 

physicians, he became like a man possessed, 

moving heaven and earth to bring about her 

restoration to health. 

His best efforts proved unavailing and the child died. 

The father was totally inconsolable. He became a bitter 

recluse, shutting himself away from his many friends 

and refusing every activity that might restore his poise 

and bring him back to his normal self.

But one night he had a dream.

He was in Heaven, and was witnessing a grand pageant 

of all the little child angels. They were marching in an 

apparently endless line past the Great White Throne. 

Every white-robed angelic child carried a candle. He 

noticed that one child"s candle was not lighted. 

Then he saw that the child with the dark candle 

was his own little girl. Rushing to her, while the 

pageant faltered, he seized her in his arms, 

caressed her tenderly, and then asked: "How is it, 

darling that your candle alone is unlighted?" 

"Father, they often relight it, but your tears always 

put it out."

Just then he awoke from his dream. The lesson was 

crystal clear, and its effects were immediate. From 

that hour on he was not a recluse, but mingled freely 

and cheerfully with his former friends and associates. 

No longer would his darling"s candle be extinguished 

by his useless tears.

"For You have delivered my soul from death. Have you 

not kept my feet from falling, That I may walk before 

God In the LIGHT of the living?"

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