Expansive Beauty

Posted by on Aug 24, 2014 in Articles | 1 comment

“The heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament shows His handiwork.”  Psalm 19:1



It was another hard-to-sleep night.  I tossed and turned, but sleep eluded me (I know, I know, common theme in my writing, but it’s a repeat event in my life).  You can stare at the ceiling for just so long, wrestle with the sheets just so many times before you finally decide to get up for a few minutes.  “Maybe a little stroll through the quiet, dark house will help me to settle down and go to sleep,” I thought, throwing the covers off and searching the floor with my toes for my slippers.


I shuffled to the windows on the back of the house.  That’s the best place to see anything worth seeing at 1:30 in the morning.  Lifting one of the slats on the mini-blinds, I peeked out at the night.  My breath was taken away by the sight.  The night was so clear; not a cloud invaded the open sky.  I had trouble tearing my eyes from the incredible beauty, but I had to have a better view.


Down to the living room I went, making my way quietly to the doors to the deck and opening them wide to night.  Millions of stars were scattered across the sky like diamonds tossed onto a sheet of black silk.  The twinkling was like something from a fairy tale, indescribably wonderful.  The night creatures sang their mid-night song; a breeze rustled the leaves, and the distant creek danced over the stones on its bed.


The longer I looked at the stars, the brighter they shined.  A star streaked across the sky, a bright racing over the black silk of the night.  How could I ever sleep with such beauty in the sky?  How could I close my eyes when the night was singing such a sweet melody, the stars dancing to the tune?


Each leaf clapped with the wind; the water continued to flow in time over the creek bed.  Every cricket added its voice.  It was a song being sung, seemingly, just for me.  An orchestra playing for my ears.  My great Creator had composed a sweet symphony for my blessing, for my peace, for my pleasure!

One Comment

  1. That’s beautiful Eileen. I’ve had that experience many times but could not express it in words like this.

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