One muggy and unusual night, I woke at 3 AM, hazily recalled predictions of spectacular meteor showers, and dragged a sleepy Larry with me out to our driveway to watch for meteorites. After craning our necks for a few minutes that seemed like hours, we finally saw one or two tiny, magnificent flashes. It was a catch-it-in-the-corner-of-your-eye type thing. There and gone. Blink and you miss it. We stumbled back inside and I couldn't sleep for the Glory of God's night sky. Words pelted my brain and I had to write them down. (See the very first post: Meteors at Night.)

Like the meteor shower, my inspiration often comes unbidden at night in quick bursts that demand my attention. I get excited about it. I don't want to miss it, not any of it. Not one quick flash, not one Illumined moment, not one whisper from God.

I'm trying hard to catch it and collect it and put it all in one sky. You're welcome to do a little gazing here anytime.

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Excuses



I stepped out of character today,
(or, really, I stepped in), and
it was fun.

I bee-came a honeybee.
I felt bee-ootiful and
bee-side myself,
my childlike happiness
bee-ming in wide arcs at the
cancer treatment center.

The only costs?
A few minutes of planning,
a modicum of creativity,
a lot of nerve,
a little lost dignity.

It made me
a joy-seeker,
a merry-maker,
a hope-bringer,
a smile-giver,
a fun-haver.

Just think how much fun is
out there for the having, while
we just wait for some
excuse to have it.

Lord, make me a
maker of excuses.


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