This Monday I have so many prayers in my heart. November isn’t always the brightest month, and there are days I need reminders to look up, and look for the light.
Sometimes, those little reminders are subtle, small little nudges, or whispers. Today was not one of those times. Driving out this morning I needed to leave earlier than usual, and so I was in quite the rush. Timing is everything, and I found myself along one of these old roads watching the eastern sky change from gray to golden as the huge orange sun rose over the pastured hills like the masterpiece it really is. Maybe a mile beyond those fields, a flock of geese took flight from a pond, keeping their perfect “V” formation as they set their course southwesterly. I smiled and whispered a little prayer of thanks for these morning views.
A little while later, 10 miles or so, I found myself on I-40, driving west and noticed behind me, visible in my rearview and sideview mirrors was a beautiful rainbow shining through the light morning clouds.
I was reflecting on these sightings as I was driving home, and just as I was asking myself “Can it get any better?” the moon appeared, huge and pink in the pre-sunset sky. Even now, in the dark of this November night, it’s shining through the cedar, casting a soft glow onto the old wood of these old floors.
This Monday, the sun rise, the geese fly, the rainbow and the moon glow, I know, not just for me, but I am so grateful to have seen these little glimpses of light and remember how privileged and blessed I am to be part of this incredible masterpiece of creation, even though I am still very much a work in process.
To You I lift up my eyes,
O You who are enthroned in the heavens! (Psalm 123:1)