Saturday, August 13, 2011

Light in the Darkness

As I spent the last two nights working third shifts, I periodically went outside to look for the meteor shower that was supposed to be visible.  The sky was clear.  The moon was bright and full, but I only saw a brief possible meteor.  Still, I realized that it had been so long since I just sat under the stars, listened to the night sounds and gazed at the beautiful moon.  As nuts as it is working third shift in addition to my second shifts, I am grateful for a few moments to reflect, to breath, and to remember that regardless of what I am going through, where I have been, or how many arrows the enemy aims at me, I am fully loved by my Creator.  It also reminded me of a poem that I wrote years ago when a night much like this reminded me of how much He loves me.

God's Reflection
By Julia Meyer-Weber



A mist clings around the night;

The air is freshly kissed by rain.

All is pure and new again.

Swirling fog impairs my sight



The scents of grass and summer flower

Ride the mist and touch my mind.

Lingering memories from far behind,

Upon my mind seem to tower.



A break in the evening's shroud

Reveals a sky so dark and clear

With one celestial glow so near.

Not a solitary star is found.



I wonder at her finite grace,

One delicate sliver of light.

My heart is moved by the sight,

Such a tender face.



I know this evening belle.

Her reality is not so fine.

In truth, her heart is so like mine.

This I can honestly tell.



She is barren and dry,

Her face scarred and jagged,

Cliffs of dust and edges so ragged,

Pits as dark as deepest nigh.



But from this vantage here,

I see her grace.

A light that shines upon her face

Reveals her beauty so dear.



Could I be like that celestial being,

Dark and hardened, dusty and dry?

So jagged and rough I no longer cry,

Void of life, beauty fleeing?                                                                





If Your Light shines upon my face,

A lover will see beauty so tender.

He will move his heart to render.

He will see my delicate grace.



Reflecting Your Light in my eyes,

A lover will see a different view

A shimmer of hope and love anew

When Your radiance he surmises.


No comments:

Post a Comment