in a circle, staring up at the sky. Nothing much was going on there - just the ordinary spectacle of beauty and light. We stared for a while in silence, and then Richard remarked in that low, slow, baritone voice he has:
"When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained; What is man, that thou art mindful of him?" (Psalm 8)
First there was silence, then Edward asked,
"Do you think, James, there will ever come a time where people will take all this for granted? A time where no one will care if they see the Milky Way each night or not?"
"I don't know Ed - but I do know this -- if such a time ever came, I would not want to be a part of it. It is like asking if we could ever lose our humanity. Some questions are too dreadful to contemplate."
"What makes the stars, Aunt Mary?" piped up little Mary Ann. Everyone laughed, and my brother replied,
"Now there is a question that is just my size. I should be able to tell you all about it -- after I have studied it for a few years." We laughed again and it was time for us all to get our rest. We had to get up with the sun, if only to keep up with our daily work.
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Beautiful view of the stars - and how important they are to our appreciation of creation. I still vividly remember the milky way being clearly visible and bright every night. Sigh...
My comment from yesterday is still there! Yay!
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