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, December 27, 2012

Moving the Mouse




“Whose turn is it?”
“It’s mine.  I’m sure.”
“No!  You moved it last!”
“I’ll just move it for you.”

So goes their playful banter,
A yearly planned regression –
Adults becoming children,
Eager to move the mouse.

He heralds yule excitement –
The quick-slow coming of Christmas –
Of presents, fun and family,
Of warmth and love and light.
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3 comments:

  1. LindseyDecember 30, 2012 at 7:08 PM

    Saw the same mouse calendar at my friend Kim's house today! Her mom said it was from Avon.

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  2. GwenDecember 31, 2012 at 2:33 PM

    Glad to hear about that - I honestly couldn't remember where it came from :)

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  3. Kimberly @ Frontierland StationJanuary 1, 2013 at 9:24 PM

    I always loved getting to move the mouse!

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