Today is Candlemas, another ancient feast, this one dating from the 4th Century in the Christian tradition, reflecting a need to mark this moment – halfway between the winter and the spring solstices – by bringing light into the darkness. 

Spirit, use me today, not in some miracle that

would make others marvel, and would make me proud.

Not in the word of wisdom, that would stay in the mind

and make me remembered.

Not in the heroic act, that would change the world for the better

and me for the worse.

But in the mundane miracles, of honesty and truth,

that keep the sky from falling.

In the unremembered quiet words, that keep a soul on the path.

And in the unnoticed acts, that keep the world moving

slowly closer to the light.

Grahame Davis, Prayer