the air is crisp
a taste, a sip
of Autumn coming
it’s 3:30 in the morning
I sit here
beneath a blanket of stars
some seem near, others far
all sparkle against a muted black sky
the Little Dipper is easy to find
over there, three in a vertical line, hanging low
could it be Our Father, His Son and the Holy Ghost?
I am overwhelmed with wonder
of our most gracious Creator
sharing heaven’s bounty
placing stars a plenty
blessing His children on earth
who cannot thank Him enough
to be a descendant
one of millions, like the stars – not scant
but placed, righteous hand-picked
His glory light
that we may shine by day and through each given night
Now you, brothers and sisters, like Isaac, are children of promise (Galatians 4:28).
Thank you for joining me here.
May God bless you this given day.
Love in Christ,