It is a chilly Fall night here in Maryland I'm wrapped in blanket sitting outside enjoying the dusk. The moon is brightly shining, giving light to the pink and blue sky. Birds are still active from my backyard view, while the sounds of crickets join with their chirping. Night and day are joining together for a brief time to create a evening symphony.
Sabbath day for me is coming to a close. I want to cling to this day and linger here, yet it will soon pass away and become night. Dusk and dawn only last for a very short time. For now, I am caught up in the wonder of creation and the wonder of my Creator who made it all. Majestic is His name. A holy moment, right here, in my backyard. Breathing in the cool night air, I feel refreshed. The scent of refreshment in one's soul cannot be replicated. You can't buy the fragrance in a room spray. I breathe deeply, in and out, noticing the smell in the air. The smell of Fall mixed with the aroma of chicken cacciatore wafting from my kitchen is to be savored. May the sounds and smells of tonight connect to many more holy moments and invitations from God.
The moon is high, the pink has dissipated and sight of the backyard grows dim. It is time for the two to depart and go their separate ways until dawn. Thank you, God, for today's Sabbath. Grant me rest for the night and a willing spirit to greet the day with energy to serve your calling.
Day has passed to night. God's faithfulness can be seen again.
Day has passed to night. God's faithfulness can be seen again.