Look Up

A warm night at the cottage, a camp fire. In rural darkness, the sky shows its glory. Between the tree tops, looking straight up, stars sparkle like crystal, vying for space, nearly bumping into each other.

“Look up,” we say to each person as they slide into our circle of lawn chairs. We don’t say much else; words to describe the sight above don’t exist. We lean back in our canvas slings, fix our eyes upward and let the night sky speak to us.

We view our individual challenges from a higher plane. We allow ourselves to get lost in beauty. We revel in God’s handiwork and marvel at His creativity.

Looking up brings relief to us. Our necessary horizontal view of life requires mundane tasks like paying bills, jockeying for parking spaces, advocating for our children, cleaning and cooking. Simple tasks but taken together, they exhaust us.

When we look up we let go of the mundane. In letting go, we rest. If only for a few minutes or even an hour, the time we spend looking up renews our ability to handle the trivial but necessary duties that life hands us.

“The heavens declare the glory of God and the firmament shows His handiwork. Day after day pours forth speech; night after night shows forth knowledge. There is no speech nor spoken word from the stars; their voice is not heard. Yet their voice in evidence goes out through all the earth, their sayings to the end of the world . . . ” Psalm 19:1-4 (AMP)



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About rosemccormickbrandon

An award winning personal experience writer, Rose McCormick Brandon is a frequent contributor to faith magazines, devotionals and compilations, including Chicken Soup for the Soul. Rose is the author of Promises of Home: Stories of Canada's British Home Children (2014). One Good Word Makes all the Difference (2013), He Loves Me Not, He Loves Me (2012) and Vanished: What Happened to My Son. She's a frequent contributor to The Testimony, Today's Pentecostal Evangel and other faith magazines in Canada, U.S. and Australia. Rose also writes about Canadian history, specifically the era of Child Immigration from Britain. Read her stories of child immigrants at: http://littleimmigrants.wordpress.com
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2 Responses to Look Up

  1. Karen Collis says:

    After closing our trailer on Thanksgiving weekend we feel very empty and sad as the season comes to a close. My husband and I love looking up at the stars and feeling all the stress of our busy lives just disappear into the dark of the night. Your blog just reminded me of that and the pictures will keep me going until next season comes around. Great writing Love in Christ Karen

    • I know that feeling of sadness as you leave the cottage for the last time until Spring. I love what you said – “feeling the stress of our busy lives disappear into the dark of night.” It’s so true – your body and mind relaxes as you look up and let your thoughts soar to the heavens.

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