Super moon

As we all know, last night was the super moon, the  closest it'll be to earth in a long while.   I love the moon, LOVE, I say.   I have always had a pull towards the moon, always felt peace when looking up at the stars, always felt closest to God.  Always felt so small yet so significant when star gazing, always humbled yet like the world was mine.   The man on the moon has always been my friend.   So, yesterday evening (really late afternoon but felt like evening with the damn time change), when I stepped outside and saw the cloud coverage, my heart sank.   What?  Clouds on my super moon evening?   Ugh, this cannot be.....so, I said I'd have faith, the clouds would part and I and my boys and my sweet friend and his daughter would see the super moon as planned.    No one believed me but they played along.  As my youngest and I drove to the meeting place of the moon watchers, I prayed, it didn't sound like a prayer, yet a one sided conversation with an old friend.  Hey God, I really want to see the moon, come on, please, just part the clouds, let us see it.   Show my child that prayer works was my silent prayer, holding onto that faith of a mustard seed that I was taught about for so many years.

Up to the 10th floor of the parking garage we trekked, we stood, waiting....the clouds had parted but there was no moon .   There was nothing, where the hell did the moon go?   Moons just don't disappear, it was so weird.   Suddenly I noticed a small cloud that was lit, hiding behind was the moon, the little cloud started to break up as we watched, yes, that is my moon!!!    We only got to see it for a few mins before the clouds overtook as well did my hunger, but we, I, got to see my super moon.  

Yes, I talk about God a lot but without him, her, it, them, I wouldn't have strength to go another day.   Many times, I had given up, wanted to go to sleep, never to wake again.   Many times just like last night, something so trivial to some yet important to me, God showed me that I matter, that I am important enough to the universe that the clouds would part so I could see just a moment of my moon.   

One of my favorite books is called "When God Winks" by SQuire Rushnell.  The book talks about  coincidences or signs from above to show your heart love.   God winked at me last night and it warmed me from the inside out.   

As I am letting the dog out this very moment, to the West I see the moon setting and it's such a beautiful sight