Show Don't Tell: Luke 8:16-18

In a small village, nestled between rolling hills, there lived an elderly woman named Miriam. Every evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, she would light a small oil lamp in her cozy kitchen. The flickering flame danced joyfully, casting warm shadows that chased away the darkness. One evening, as she lit her lamp, she paused to reflect on the words of Jesus: “No one lights a lamp and hides it in a clay jar or puts it under a bed.…