A young fellow was called on to light the candles for the first time in church. This was a big event for the little fellow. He was naturally nervous. He could feel the eyes of the entire congregation on him as he advanced timidly toward the two majestic candlesticks on the altar. It should have been no problem, except for one thing. The candles were very tall, and young Travis was very short, even for a kid. He reached the altar and began his motion upward toward the top of the first candle, but he came up short, just an inch or so, but enough so that the wick would not light. He tried again, this time on tiptoe, but, again, his efforts were in vain. Shoulders slumped, he brought the brass stick bearing the flame down to his side and moved to the other candle. His effort to light this cand…