the light.

 Mexico City lit up the Zocalo this weekend. 

The festival of lights was part of a cultural initiative to enrich artistic creation. A self-guided tour directed you through the city's historical center alongside thousands of other eager participants into museums, through parks, and down streets buzzing with excitement and ablaze with a full spectrum of lights. 

We ended the tour with "Memento Mori", spelled out in candles, the words serving as a reminder of the inevitability of death.

Despite the lights around me, I couldn't help but feel the darkness that the display emitted with a lack of hope from the "Light of the World" (John 9:5).

And I will lead the blind

in a way that they do not know,

in paths that they have not known

I will guide them.

I will turn the darkness before them into light,

the rough places into level ground.

These are the things I do,

and I do not forsake them.

-Isaiah 42:16

Lord, bring your light to Mexico City.