The Stars

So over the years of living through the dark winters of the north, I developed a habit of looking to the stars. I made sure my bed was always near the window so I could see them, leaving the curtain open even on nights when the cold -40 temps would blow through the glass sending a chill through the bedroom. It always brought me into a conversation with my God. Northern Lights often joined the stars, waving and moving in greens and blues and pinks like an artist brush swinging freely over the canvas of a dark winter sky. It was my personal letter from God. "Dearest Barb, my girl, I am here. I didn't forget you or the pain or the promises you have waited for. I will hold you through this too, Love from your Father in heaven"...I loved the sky all those years and now as I am in a season of unknown future prospects in many areas of my life,  having just undergone many changes in a few short months, I am watching the sky again, looking for thoughts from my God because He always speaks. And the Northern Lights made their appearance this week and many cameras caught them while I dreamed away during those hours. But as I viewed the pix on line, I saw again, that He is speaking. "Dearest Barb, my girl, I am here. I have not forgotten, there is a good plan and promises are being kept for you..look up! see the beauty I have painted across your winter sky.love from your Father in heaven."  Yes. The winter is here, snow is imminent but I am looking to the stars to hear His voice again. He will answer. In Him I place my trust.

Northern Lights