Nights you wish you didn't have an extra cup of beverage before you slept  because at 2:37am you must use the washroom. And then all sleep is lost after that.

A rural night is very different from an urban night.Iit's so quiet you could almost hear the crops growing. I never thought it possible but the skies are so clear it seems like you can see all the stars. Some evenings we go star gazing with the kids and a shooting star puts on a show for us. Oh! what a delight .

Tonight we have a treat . The moon is up and shining so bright. The battle within me begins. whether to open the curtains open or not . As always i relent. Why deny myself such beauty?!?

And the dance begins. I gaze in awe at the splendour, the magnitude, the variety....I am so small in this all yet God knows the number of hairs on my head. This is only a drop in the sky of the vastness of all creation and little me matters; I really do. My thoughts, my every tear  He captures in a bottle, my sigh, my doubts.

Ideally one should feel lost, irrelevant  and dejected in such vastness but I think the opposite is what is intended.

I am confident of how special to Him and how much I mean to Him  I matter Ireally matter. My eyes get a little heavy, I crawl into the Majestys lap and ask Him Daddy could you please sort it out.

He says yes my child. I yawn, and fall asleep again in my saviours bosom because He's got me covered.

I  really need to pen off now. My middle of the night treat has my lids very heavy.

He has it covered .
I can rest assured.
you can rest assured of His love and concern for you .
Don't fret.

Good night