There are fireworks in the sky, some in the distance, some near, but they’re always there. They make us gasp, our hearts beat and in that moment of amazement, our breath freezes. An exclamation of joy.
In the distance or above our heads, the fireworks are always there. In this spit second or after much time to come, the fireworks are always there. In the future and the present.
I spent 31st December , 2009 in a hospital room, with a specialist from USA ,here to see my brother. We missed the moment the clock struck 12. And it didn’t matter.
We spent the moment, doing what mattered most.
As we move into health and re-enter the world again, I’m back on my terrace, gasping at fireworks, with maybe a tear in my eye.
In difficulty, through it, after it, I’ve felt the indescribable beauty, the magnificence of God’s Grace upon us. The gratitude is immense. In the hardest of times, we’re closest to Him.
As I stand under the sky of lights sparkling, I remember our healing journey. I bow completely, utterly, in my heart, in my spirit to the One.
Near or afar, here or in the future, there are fireworks that light up the sky.
In every moment of difficulty, in every moment of ease.
Always, Everywhere ..is His Light.