Tulsa, Oklahoma is where I was born and raised, and — back in those days — every summer brought evangelical tent Revivals to town. My parents were not only ‘not religious’ people, they were non religious Jewish people. They were also open-minded liberals, though, so if I wanted to go with neighbors to the Revivals, they let me. And I did. I didn’t understand the premise of sermons or much of what was said, but I loved the passionate singing and dancing and bursts of “Hallelujahs!” (though I shouted ‘hallelulu’ :P) My two favorite songs from those days are still two of my favorite songs: This Little Light of Mine, I’m Going To Let It Shine and Amazing Grace (I once was lost and now am found. Was bound and now am free.)
Back then, while I loved singing the songs, I didn’t understand the meaning of those lyrics. Not like I do, today. First, I had to live through some “lost” times. I had to experience my light “hidden” and feel my way through darkness. Continue reading “This Awakening Project… This Little Light of Mine”









