There is a stretch of the road I walk that is dark, with no moon, very dark. This is my favorite part of the walk. Tonight, with no moon, I gazed up to the stars and breathed them in. They remind me of so much, like a scent that brings a memory. Tonight, they reminded me of the vastness of the creation. The world is in turmoil, but the Heavens are still and quiet, at peace. “Fear not little children, for you are mine …” He’s got us. I love that!
Tonight they reminded me of growing up in Wellington. I was addicted to that sky. I thought it went on forever and ever. The stars spanned it’s darkness and I spent summer nights sleeping on the lawn pondering it all.
Tonight they reminded me of my dad, so I called him and chatted. I couldn’t help but smile at his giggles as our conversation drifted to an awkward silence. I love that he can be just as awkward as me at times, but we are both okay with it. It makes me laugh.
Tonight they reminded me of my son, Coltrin. He is a good boy. Soft spoken and tender hearted. He is so obedient. I appreciate that about him. It makes me worry about him, too, though. I love that he is obedient, but I want him making his own choices too. I want him to choose obedience, not to feel obligated. I’m not sure I know how to teach this, though. I’ll work on it.
So grateful for God’s beautiful creation and the memories and different thoughts it brings me. I’m so lucky to have experienced all that I have in this life and to have the people I have beside me. Grateful for their love and acceptance of me.
Forever and ever (like the stars) grateful.
