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.

Monday, April 22, 2013

Dream



I want the joy of bird calls,
Merry in the morning –
Dewy grass and dawning sun –
Pure, sweet excitement!

I want the hope of farmers
Toiling in the midday –
Turning earth and planting seeds –
Working for the harvest.

I want the peace of pastures
Waiting for the sunset –
Flying bats and fading light –
Healing, restful quiet.


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