In December
when times are cold and we feel so far from the middle of the winter
it's hard to stop and think ahead to the March and April rains
Rains that warm and wash away the leftovers of the season
But in the stillness of that time
I can't help but look up into night skies
Bundled up and neck craned - viewing clear skies
The starlight seems to wink, as if to say, "I know, Kid."
Wink.
The closing of one eye to say "I gotcha " or "I gotcha" or "I'm with you."
and sometimes "its just us, Kid"
And winter skies do the same
They offer a sense of smallness,
a sense of wonder, a sense of place within a much larger universe....
and even in the moment (the sense of smallness)
I am thankful that I can still feel worthy
For in Him I am made worthy
He didn't make mistakes
We are stars
Twinkling brightly
