I can just barely see
a single star as I squint
into the dark early morning
sky. Shades of navy blue are
beginning to disperse as the sun
nears the horizon, competing with
the stars’ light. I know they are
there. And if I need a reminder of
God’s Power available to me once
again this day, I imagine a star-filled
sky on a clear winter’s night and
shiver. It would be easy to be
overawed by the sky’s majestic
beauty and stop there. Instead, I bow
my head before the One who made the
stars and give thanks for this
new day.
Epiphany.
So good to wake up to each new day and be thankful “we get another day!” I heard my mother’s expression in there also “OH MY STARS!!”
Big smile and a chuckle here. ✨
Powerful. Beautiful.
Great. isn’t it also the Wolf Moon where the moon is super close to the earth. It did look amazing and looming the other night.
I’ve been reading Gilead by Mailynne Robinson and found the spirals of the moon fascinating. I don’t know about the Wolf Moon. Please tell me. I should have listened better in school. 😅
Aww, thanks for reading, Mark.
How empty it would feel to me, to experience the grandeur of a star-studded sky and have no one to praise for such magnificence, no one to thank for blessing us little earthlings with such beauty. With you, Deb, I bow my head before the One who provides such blessings!
🤍✨🙏