strange fire

He is the only flame I know that both consumes and creates. Normally, sparks become fires but with him it is the other way around: he is the blaze that became a spark. Small Jesus lights a fire in those touched by him, and those fires, in turn, emit more sparks. He animates these sparks, imbuing them with properties they never had before. These little fireflies scatter, some near, some far, testament to a place of warmth in the wilderness, carrying the fire with them wherever they go. Some die young, others endure longer, some stay near, others are sent over mountains—but the fire is for everyone, they say, until they circle back to their source.