Have you ever seen the dew glitter the grass
When a summer morning is barely waking up
And it’s dark except
For the glow of tiny stars
Blazing bright; lightyears away?
So far away
That they fall down to kiss the grass
And sparkle on the ground.
I stepped outside to pray and listen to a devotional this morning. And for the first time (ever?) I noticed the dew shine on the grass. It truly looked like stars twinkling on the tips of tall blades that need to be mowed.
And I thought: wow. I’ve never before seen this. Or walked outside to look. Or even thought to pay attention to the way the sky touches the ground. Light touches dark. Heaven touches earth.
Maybe that’s the way God reminds us that not all is lost.
