The Little Things...

I do some of my best deep and meaningful thinking in cars or anything that makes me move without me putting any effort into it.

Tonight, as anthony drove us home, my thoughts were in my memories.

i was thinking about all the little things.

the little defining moments of our lives, the little pieces that make up who we are.

As I stared out the window at the night sky, it made me think... well, remember.

One of the special defining moments Ive had involved the night sky, and its true what they say, you dont realise what you have until you lose it.

It was my last young womens camp, at my favouritest place in the whole wide world, Harrys Flats. The place of my fondest childhood memories, and my happy place as it is for many. I had my very first YW camp there and now it was my last, so i decided i wanted to sleep outside :). i know, random but there was no way i was going to let any opportunity pass. So Jasmine and I unrolled our sleeping bags outside the tents and fell instantly asleep.
I woke up at about one in the morning i think, and everything was dead silent aside from the sounds of the bush at night - thumping of wallabies jumping, buzzing of mozzies, the crackling of leaves in the trees, the calls of the night birds. I could even hear the river way down the bank. But even though it was the dead of the night, i could see everything. The sky was so bright, it lit up everything. I found it hard to pick out a dark space in the glittering array of stars. i could see the milky way and even followed a tiny satelite from horizon to horizon.
I remember thinking about how small i was in such a big universe, and also contemplating heavenly fathers love for us. Such beauty! and he made it all for us...
It was surprisingly difficult to comprehend it, whilst staring up at the past. The clouds came and i couldnt see much, but then a big break came and i was able to see a shooting star...
and another. . .
and another. . .
It was amazing! all of them came in the space of five minutes or so and in random spots across the sky. It was a moment I felt the spirit testify and i felt just so close to home.
That moment i look back on as a defining moment, a testimony builder. It wasnt spectacular in any way but it was exactly for me.

Driving home tonight, through the city that I now live in, I could only see the one or two brightest stars whose light defeated the street lights and advertising to make it to me.
And i missed the little things like being able to see all the stars.


So I wished upon the stars i could see that the world around will turn off the artificial light.