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Reflecting on the 1st candle of Advent, the "light of Hope", I was reminded of a story I read as a child. Most of my contemporaries would probably remember "The Little Match Girl" written by Hans Christian Andersen:
It was terribly cold and nearly dark on the last evening of the old year, and the snow was falling fast.
In the cold and darkness, a poor little girl with bare head and naked feet, roamed through the streets. It is true she had on a pair of slippers when she left home, but they were not of much use. They were very large, so large, indeed, for they had belonged to her Mother and the poor little girl had lost them in running across the street to avoid two carriages that were rolling at a terrible rate.
One of the slippers she could not find, and a boy seized the other and ran away with it saying he could use it as a cradle when he had children of his own. So the little girl went on with her little naked feet, which were quite red and blue with the cold. In an old apron she carried a number of matches, and had a bundle of them in her hands. No one had bought anything of her the whole day, nor had anyone given her even a penny. Shivering with cold and hunger, she crept along, looking like the picture of misery. The snowflakes fell on her fair hair, which hung in curls on her shoulders, but she regarded them not.
Lights were shining from every window, and there was a savory smell of roast goose, for it was New-year's eve yes, she remembered that. In a corner, between two houses one of which projected beyond the other, she sank down and huddled herself together. She had drawn her little feet under her, but could not keep off the cold. And she dared not go home, for she had sold no matches.
Her father would certainly beat her; besides, it was almost as cold at home as here, for they had only the roof to cover them. Her little hands were almost frozen with the cold. Ah! perhaps a burning match might be some good, if she could draw it from the bundle and strike it against the wall, just to warm her fingers. She drew one out- "scratch!" how it sputtered as it burnt. It gave a warm, bright light, like a little candle, as she held her hand over it. It was really a wonderful light. It seemed as though she was sitting by a large iron stove. How the fire burned! And seemed so beautifully warm that the child stretched out her feet as if to warm them, when, lo! the flame of the match went out!
The stove vanished, and she had only the remains of the half-burnt match in her hand.
She rubbed another match on the wall. It burst into a flame, and where its light fell upon the wall it became as transparent as a veil, and she could see into the room. The table was covered with a snowy white table cloth on which stood a splendid dinner service and a steaming roast goose stuffed with apples and dried plums. And what was still more wonderful, the goose jumped down from the dish and waddled across the floor, with a knife and fork in it's to the little girl. Then the match went out, and there remained nothing but the thick, damp, cold wall before her.
She lighted another match, and then she found herself sitting under a beautiful Christmas tree. It was larger and more beautifully decorated than the one she had seen thru the rich merchant's glass door. Thousands of tapers were burning upon the green branches, and colored pictures, like those she had seen in the show-windows, looked down upon it all. The little one stretched out her hand towards them, and the match went out.
The Christmas lights rose higher and higher till they looked to her like the stars in the sky. Then she saw a star fall, leaving behind it it a bright streak of fire. "Some one is dying," thought the little girl, for her old grandmother, the only one who had ever loved her, and who was now in Heaven had told her that when a star falls, a soul was going up to God.
She again rubbed a match on the wall, and the light shone round her; in the brightness stood her old grandmother, clear and shining, yet mild and loving in her appearance.
One of the slippers she could not find, and a boy seized the other and ran away with it saying he could use it as a cradle when he had children of his own. So the little girl went on with her little naked feet, which were quite red and blue with the cold. In an old apron she carried a number of matches, and had a bundle of them in her hands. No one had bought anything of her the whole day, nor had anyone given her even a penny. Shivering with cold and hunger, she crept along, looking like the picture of misery. The snowflakes fell on her fair hair, which hung in curls on her shoulders, but she regarded them not.
Lights were shining from every window, and there was a savory smell of roast goose, for it was New-year's eve yes, she remembered that. In a corner, between two houses one of which projected beyond the other, she sank down and huddled herself together. She had drawn her little feet under her, but could not keep off the cold. And she dared not go home, for she had sold no matches.
Her father would certainly beat her; besides, it was almost as cold at home as here, for they had only the roof to cover them. Her little hands were almost frozen with the cold. Ah! perhaps a burning match might be some good, if she could draw it from the bundle and strike it against the wall, just to warm her fingers. She drew one out- "scratch!" how it sputtered as it burnt. It gave a warm, bright light, like a little candle, as she held her hand over it. It was really a wonderful light. It seemed as though she was sitting by a large iron stove. How the fire burned! And seemed so beautifully warm that the child stretched out her feet as if to warm them, when, lo! the flame of the match went out!
The stove vanished, and she had only the remains of the half-burnt match in her hand.
She rubbed another match on the wall. It burst into a flame, and where its light fell upon the wall it became as transparent as a veil, and she could see into the room. The table was covered with a snowy white table cloth on which stood a splendid dinner service and a steaming roast goose stuffed with apples and dried plums. And what was still more wonderful, the goose jumped down from the dish and waddled across the floor, with a knife and fork in it's to the little girl. Then the match went out, and there remained nothing but the thick, damp, cold wall before her.
She lighted another match, and then she found herself sitting under a beautiful Christmas tree. It was larger and more beautifully decorated than the one she had seen thru the rich merchant's glass door. Thousands of tapers were burning upon the green branches, and colored pictures, like those she had seen in the show-windows, looked down upon it all. The little one stretched out her hand towards them, and the match went out.
The Christmas lights rose higher and higher till they looked to her like the stars in the sky. Then she saw a star fall, leaving behind it it a bright streak of fire. "Some one is dying," thought the little girl, for her old grandmother, the only one who had ever loved her, and who was now in Heaven had told her that when a star falls, a soul was going up to God.
She again rubbed a match on the wall, and the light shone round her; in the brightness stood her old grandmother, clear and shining, yet mild and loving in her appearance.
"Grandmother," cried the little one, "O take me with you; I know you will go away when the match burns out; you will vanish like the warm stove, the roast goose, and the large glorious Christmas-tree." And she made haste to light the whole bundle of matches, for she wished to keep her grandmother there. And the matches glowed with a light that was brighter than the noon-day. and her grandmother had never appeared so large or so beautiful. She took the little girl in her arms, and they both flew upwards in brightness and joy far above the earth, where there was neither cold nor hunger nor pain, for they were with God.
In the dawn of morning there lay the poor little one, with pale cheeks and smiling mouth, leaning against the wall. She had been frozen on the last evening of the year; and the New-year's sun rose and shone upon a little child. The child still sat, holding the matches in her hand, one bundle of which was burnt.
"She tried to warm herself," said some. No one imagined what beautiful things she had seen, nor into what glory she had entered with her grandmother, on New-year's day.
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This story never fails to warm my heart and bring tears to my eyes. It may be a tragic, hopeless tale, but it is also a beautiful story of hope.
True hope shines brightly in every single matchstick lit by this little girl. In the midst of her hopelessness and despair... she discovered the beauty of life by seeing beyond her nothingness and focusing on the simple desires of her heart. The light of hope became her strength.
At a time when everything around us seem to be covered in tragedy and hopelessness, all we need is a tiny tinge of light to experience the warmth of God's promise of a better future. Most of the time, it is in the midst of nothingness that we can fully find the confidence and faith to HOPE.
Christmas is the season of hope... to hope that the best is yet to come. We may be looking forward to receiving our "bonuses". We may be preparing for a relaxing, long vacation. Our children may be anticipating what gift they will be receiving this year. But it is the warmth of giving to those in need... the joy of being with our loved ones... and the peace that is in our hearts as we share love to others that will light up our lives.
We need to place our life and our future, even our loved ones in God’s hands. Trust that He has the best plans… which can only happen in His ideal time… and through His perfect way.
May the story of the "little match girl" remind us that our ultimate desire for happiness and comfort can only be fulfilled by God. By hoping for His best, God will light our darkest moment.
As we celebrate the birth of Christ, let’s continue to hope, to trust, and to surrender. He is the true light of hope.
What are you hoping for this Christmas season?
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Beautiful post! Hope is such an amazing thing to have. I can only imagine what kind of hope everyone had waiting for Baby Jesus.
ReplyDeleteI hope for a relaxing Advent and Christmas for my family (and yours too!). I just want a little extra time with my family, sitting around the tree, attending Mass, and just being together.
Thank you very much! I am looking forward to experiencing perfect family moments this Christmas as well. May you have a joyful and meaningful Christmas season with your loved ones.
DeleteGreat post. I love that book.
ReplyDeleteBut I didn't see the list of blog posts.
Blessings,
Emily
Greetings! Thank you very much for reading my post. Updated the links already... so inspired by the line up of beautiful articles here... happy to know that a lot of people are keeping Christ in Christmas. Have a blessed and meaningful Christmas!
DeleteI had completely forgotten that story... Hope is the best yet to come. Thank you for this reminder as it has great meaning for me this year. Cyndi - Embeddedfaith.org (part of the Blog Frenzy!)
ReplyDeleteThank you very much! I keep reminding myself to joyfully hope... and look forward to what God has in store for me. Have a meaningful Christmas!
Delete"The Little Match Girl" is such a poignant story. I remember the first time I read it (in high school). It left a lasting impression on me. Thank you for sharing it!
ReplyDeleteIt's indeed a classic story ... and the message is so relevant up to this day. Glad I was reminded of it. Have a meaningful Christmas!
DeleteHow I love this story...Thank you for the beautiful post. You are correct, Christmas is indeed the season of Hope.
ReplyDeleteGod bless you!
So happy to be reminded of the story of the little match girl... that's why I really felt inspired to share it. Thank you very much! Have a meaningful Christmas!
DeleteI haven't heard that story in so long. Thanks for the reminder.
ReplyDeleteIt's one of my favorite childhood classics and I just got inspired recently to share its beautiful message. Have a meaningful Christmas!
DeleteI have never heard that story before...beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI love Christmas classics and the story of the little match girl had been a childhood favorite. Though it may seem too sad and tragic for this season, it has such a very powerful message. Was so inspired to share it. Have a meaningful Christmas!
DeleteBeautiful story! one of my friends has been looking for Christmas books to read with her little girl and I will definitely need to suggest this one.
ReplyDeleteGreat read I agree... it's a classic story I loved as a child. Have a meaningful Christmas to you and your family!
DeleteI read this story as a child and not knowing much about God at the time, it intrigued me. I can remember thinking about it a lot.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was younger and celebrated a Santa-only Christmas I yearned for more. I was eventually given the great gift of my faith. I am hoping God will touch many other hearts this Christmas.
God bless!
Wow, thanks for sharing your thoughts... a lot of times we fail to see God's hand at work whenever we focus ourselves too much on the worldly stuff. Glad I was reminded as well to Keep Christ in Christmas... Have a meaningful Christmas to you and your family!
DeleteThe Little match Girl is one of my favorite books too. We read it every year during the Advent season.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely one of my favorite childhood stories....Was so inspired to share it for the message is simply powerful. Have a meaningful Christmas!
DeleteWe enjoy that story and so many more during Advent. In fact, reading faith-related picture books is one of our main activities.
ReplyDeletePraying you have a wondeful season!
I love Christmas classics most especially stories which truly reflect the true message of the season. Have a meaningful Christmas! God bless you and your family!
DeleteThank you for sharing this - I have heard the title of this story before, but never read it. I will have to keep an eye out for this and similar additions to our Advent readings :-)
ReplyDeleteDefinitely a great Christmas classic... glad you liked the story. I loved its powerful message! Have a meaningful Christmas!
DeleteI love that story as a child. Thank you for reminding me about it. Going over to amazon and hoping its on kindle. It will be tonight's read aloud.
ReplyDeleteHope you'll find a copy... This is definitely a great Christmas classic to share to our kids. Have a meaningful Christmas!
DeleteSad story but what a great lesson! Thanks for the reminder. I tweeted the link to the world.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much! Was so inspired to write something about hope... This story is one of my childhood favorites and I am happy as well to be reminded of it. Have a meaningful Christmas!
DeleteI loved these lines from your post: May the story of the "little match girl" remind us that our ultimate desire for happiness and comfort can only be fulfilled by God. By hoping for His best, God will light our darkest moment.
ReplyDeleteAnd I also love this story although it's a sad story. I liked how you pointed out the hope in her as she lit one matchstick after another.
This story is one of my childhood favorites... glad i was reminded of it. I was inspired to write something about HOPE. With so much happening all around us, HOPE is definitely something we need right now. I am happy you loved the story... Wishing you a meaningful Christmas!
DeleteLove, love, love that story. Thanks so much for sharing. I'm going to have to add that one too the Christmas stories we read each year!!!
ReplyDeleteThis story is new to me. Thank you so much for sharing it with us. Stories are such a wonderful way to Keep Christ in Christmas.
ReplyDeleteCharlotte
Love this story! I'm going to add it to my wish list! Yes, I don't know what I'd do without hope!
ReplyDeleteHave a blessed Advent!
Hi Samantha, I'm in the minority here because I find the story so sad. It's certainly not hopeless because she has a strong faith in God and a love for her grandmother but so sad that she was afraid to go home and stays out in the cold and dies. The story is sad but your post is filled with God's love and hope just what we need this Advent season. May God bless you and your family this Advent Season.
ReplyDeleteWell, the story's ending is reminiscent of the end of his "The Little Mermaid." Both end up with their heroines dying and ending up in Heaven.
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