This Little Light of Mine.

‘This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine…’ mama sang to me every night as she tucked me in. Every single night for as long as I still felt like a little child that needed my mother’s protection, she sang that song to me and I always slept off listening to her sweet and delicate voice. ‘This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine…’ mama would sing so joyfully. She believed those words and because of her, I believed I had lights that could shine and needed to shine. ‘You are kind. You are beautiful. You are worthy. ...