Can it be? This 4 pound human is so delighted about living, he or she dances and swims in my belly at all hours of the moonlight. If you know me, you understand that sleep is of the upmost importance. (fun fact: I have never pulled an all-nighter, the mere thought of it makes my teeth hurt).
This pause in normal sleep is magnificently peaceful. The house still and I get to dream and reflect. Thankfulness sparkles through my veins as I remember messy spaghetti faces and the sound and wonder of the waves hitting the shore..little feet running back and forth, screeches of joy and wonder as we realize how small we are compared to the vastness of the mighty ocean. Thoughts dwell on the lifeguard out on rescue who never returned to the warm sand. It scares me, the hastiness of life. My mind wanders far into a shaky place of fear and longing to protect myself and my family. I forget that He is in control, the whole world in his hands, that he is light. Margaret Feinberg’s words capture my heart (from her beautiful writing in Wonderstruck)
God is light, I’m acutely aware of my need for God, the Great Luminary, to shimmer the miracle of light in me. I petition: God, illuminate the hidden parts of my soul still dwelling in darkness. Brighten the areas of my life where I still cling to shadows. Soften the light through which I see others. Help me be a luminary of you. Amen.
Psalm 27:1 written on my heart in moments of fear. The Lord is my light and my salvation — whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life — of whom shall I be afraid?
May you and I dance and swim, simply delighting in life and light.