The sky is especially beautiful this summer. It has captivated me with glorious declarations of its enormous beauty. It rearranges itself to delight me, I think, and to remind me that I think too small. Its wideness coaxes me to look up and let beauty flood my parched soul. It cajoles me to embrace possibilities, even in my smallness.
I may be driving, keeping my eyes on the road in front of me with narrow undistracted focus and, cresting a hill, have the extravagance of a blue summer sky adorned with lazy white clouds explode in my view, flooding my eyes with its color and vastness.
I think about how easy it is for me to go through my day focused on where I am going, untangling a problem, or completing a task, forgetting to look up and around me for the beauty and creative possibilities that exist for my discovery. The skies suggest another way of approaching an issue at hand. They invite me to rest in the moment and breathe, to look beyond what is in front of me and be refreshed. The pause produces gratitude and a clearer perspective.
The sky at night sings a song of serenity and hiddenness. The moonlight illuminates the great oak outside my bedroom window and bathes my pillow in its soft light. I feel its caress on my face as tender as if God reached out to sooth me. I try to keep my eyes open and soak in the beauty of the middle of the night sky but sleep calls me and I succumb, trying to hold the image in my heart till morning.
As I have wrestled with change and transition this year, sometimes with tears and anxiety, the sky seems to say:
Look up! Drink in my steadfast expanse of light and darkness. Remember the abundance in your life and rest in your present moment. Know that the Creator who drapes the day sky with curtains of clouds and light and adorns the night with moon and stars, also holds the expanse of your life with much attentiveness and great love. Breathe in the vastness of the sky and rest in your smallness.
Smallness, not insignificance.
I remember God is faithful to all his promises and loving towards all he has made.
I rest in my smallness. I still my doing and open my being to the One who knows the stars in the sky by name and I rest. Holding the questions I am trying to understand, I look up, up to the skies that are declaring the glory of God.
Photo Credit: Deb Turnow
Melanie Horning is a brand-new Grammy looking at life with fresh lenses through a baby’s eyes. She enjoys books, a good laugh, running with her husband and soft-serve ice cream. God is redeeming her perfectionism and control issues. She counts it a privilege to be a companion to people through spiritual direction and friendship.