Dad used to tell of sitting on his veranda in Florida in the evening. He would pour himself a glass of wine … and look up.
Steady in place, with one occasionally cascading across the heavens – a sky-rock masquerading as a “shooting star” – it filled him with wonder.
Last weekend, a young man went out on a snowmobile – his mother wrote of his wonder with regard to the universe, frequently looking up to contemplate the heavens. I don’t know if she knows for sure, but she thought perhaps her son headed out onto the lake for a “better look at the beautiful stars.” So much of life is lived on thin ice. So much of the time, the ice holds, but then …
We recently heard the “ping” of gravitational waves. “For the first time,” says Dennis Overbye, “we have ears as well as eyes on the heavens.”
Our prayers are with those for whom the thin ice of life has given way – children gone too soon, the ancients who have gone before us. We have our eyes and our ears on the heavens.
For this Fourth Tuesday of Lent, a devotion of a different sort. And in this three minute vocalization you might hear one man making noise with his mouth, or …
You might hear the cries, hopes and mysteries of all the world.
A blessed Tuesday.