This part particularly struck me: How I am missing the joys of my life, missing the glorious cosmic dance. Not because I'm not a part of it, but because I'm deaf to just how much of a part of it I am. I can't hear that the music is everywhere.
I should tell you that when Carrie Ann dragged me outside for a walk in the rain, and we saw the rainbow, I had just been sitting on the couch feeling depressed, unloved, and unappreciated. I prayed that God would give me a sign that he really loved me! I knew right away that it was an amazing rainbow, and it was really neat that I got such a great picture of it. But it took me a little longer to suddenly realize that that rainbow was also God's answer to my prayer! Last night, watching the meteors with Bethany and Frank, was one of those times of dancing consciously along with the cosmic dance, of listening actively to the music of the spheres. God puts on a spectacular show for us, and we can miss it because we're too busy, observe it academically, or participate in wonder and praise. If we choose the third, we will grow in love and grace!
Here's the rainbow again:
... and a picture of the sky on the way home after the rainbow:
"A glorious cosmic dance." Thanks, Tamie.
2 comments:
A Wrinkle in Time reminded me of the cosmic dance we're part of. There's lots in that series about the music we seem to be losing the ability to hear due to all the noise we surround ourselves with. Great series. Lots of spiritual motifs.
Yes, I was thinking of the mitochondrion in the third book while I was preparing this post. I didn't appreciate it much when I was a kid, but now it makes more sense to me.
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