Night Sky

  First, here's a song. I know, I just can't help myself. I have to put some music on this post. Listen while you read. :)



    Late last night, just like every night, I was outside, alone in the dark. Wrapped up in a warm hoodie and comfy jeans, only my feet bare to feel the crisp cold of the fall air, the wet grass, and the chilly water of the lake, I sat there on our dock, just thinking. I guess it's sort of my thing, getting out there and sitting by myself. It's a chance to go over my day in my head, try to figure out what He's been trying to tell me, to pray, to let out the pain and the happy feelings, the bitter-sweet memories and the blessings, to pace and to drift off into half sleep, to speak softly or sit in silence. And there's nobody. Nobody to watch or to listen. That's the beautiful thing about it, no one else, only the occasional glimpse of someone sitting there next to me, like a shadow from some other life, followed by something like sorrow mixed with bliss. Of course, God is always there too, His work sorrounds me, in the reflection on the water, the few dark clouds, and the stars. All the stars. Infinetly out of reach, but so bright. And every night I can see the sky without it being all cloudy, I dont go back in until I see a shooting star. And every night there is one. Then I wrap up my thoughts and head back to the house.

   One last thing, I'm no sort of astronomer, but I can always pick out the Little Dipper. Of course "Little Dipper" is a misnomer, cuz last night it hit me that it is in fact the first letter of my name. Is it selfish to say that my mark is in the stars? I havent quite decided on that one yet. For now it's just plain cool! :P