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.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

The Big One


 


Thank God for the big one –
Still waiting in the water.
He brings me back again.
He makes my fishing hopeful.

I see him, wet and brown,
His belly yellow-orange, or
Slick and silver-hued,
His side just full of rainbow!

He shows himself sometimes;
He taunts me as I cast –
A rising invitation,
Always out of reach.

I’m waiting for that day,
That pic where we both smile,
That time, when, on the river,
I thank God for the big one.
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