“Even in a crisis, God still gives us small pleasantries.” We were shooting fireworks last night. All around the river for miles there where firework celebrations as families gathered and howled at the full moon. It was such a celebration of life, unlike the small-town big works Kingston normally hosts for the 4th, canceled this year for the Rona, (Benson slang for COVID 19). The mountains surrounding the lake were aglow with life and American’s being free and God joined in, the full moon outdoing us all. As it all began to die away, our own works finished and we sat quietly on the dock, late-night seeping into all of us my granddaughter turned to me and said, “Hey granddaddy, you can post one of my pictures on your blog and call it, Even in a crisis, God still gives us small pleasantries.” It was one of those moments when love has cosmic sway and your heart knows its perfection of being, the still small whisper of God confirming ETERNITY. What actually happened at that moment was not “from the mouth of babes”, or that Cora had thought a beautiful thought. Here is what happened, THE UTTER JOY OF KNOWING IN ALL TIME ETERNAL GOD PROVED HIS ULTIMATE KINDNESS IN THAT OF ALL THE FAMILIES IN ALL THE WORLD HE GAVE THIS CHILD TO US AND TO NO OTHER. And again, this morning as I sit alone by the river, I am shaken to my being at God’s acts of kindness so pure as to shrink the cosmos to minor. There are God Ways that only a grandparent can know and they are the revelations of a lifetime.
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| Cora's picture of one of our fireworks last night. |
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