Such a candle
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Latimer's words to his fellow-martyr were prophetic: "Be of good cheer, Master Ridley, and play the man, for we shall this day light such a candle in England as I trust by God's grace shall never be put out."
Whenever I hear their story and those words I am simultaneously profoundly grateful to God for the inheritance He has given me from people like this, and awed by the question of how I would have responded if I were in their situation. (This second point is entirely hypothetical, of course, as grace is given when the need is real rather than imagined.)