alone, but not really.

i've never found such solace in a comforter on my driveway.

it was a beautiful night, and i decided to take advantage of the clarity of the stars out here in waxemhaw. my, my are they clear? yes indeedy.

i saw a shooting star, by the way. first time ever. and i was by myself. does that seem messed up to you? certainly does to me.

when i went outside, the sky was still at that teeny bit of light stage. and i just laid there and watched it grow darker and darker. and as the sky got darker, i noticed the stars becoming much more apparent.

and it made me think of my situation with Jesus.

basically, i'm like the sky, and my God is like the stars (or at least that's how it was in my mind).

i basically consume so much of my day with me. all day long... it's me. and i only let God become
so apparent -- so visible, for a certain amount of time. he's always there, it's just that i don't let him shine very much - because i'm so busy being... the sky.

and why the heck am i going about my days, trying to steal the glory of the stars, when they are so beautiful?