I was able to get up early this morning, and stay up. This is a wonderful time to just sit with my coffee and look out the window and think. We have such a beautiful property; it always gives a good reason for reflection.
Later at the library, we came across the cutest board books: Star Wars Epic Yarns. There is one for each of the original trilogy, with a word on each page and a picture of felt figures, from Yoda to C3PO to Luke and Leia. How fun. I thought I’d seen everything; apparently there is something new under the sun, er, suns, in Star Wars.
I was recommending the H.A. Rey Stars book to someone and got to thinking about Heaven. Usually I am looking forward to what is new for us to see and experience there, and the gift of opportunities to do there what we might not get to do (as much here). Quilt? Check. Learn a new language or instrument? Check. Take up mountain climbing? Check. I have even set down a book in disgust when the author had her character mourning that the view he had out his window he wouldn’t have in Heaven. What? I like my view, but we’ve only got better and brighter up ahead. But thinking about the stars today made me kind of sad. Will He destroy all the stars? I suppose He can replace any and all with a single word (like He did the first time), but they won’t be the same. The constellations we have from our neighborhood in the Milky Way are unique. We’ll just have to wait and see.