Faith Words: Starry, starry night
I've been blessed with the opportunity to spend a few days and nights in the mountains of Ruidoso, New Mexico. The air smells clean; the breeze feels cool. It's been so refreshing to be here. I suppose one of my favorite times of day here is well after sundown when the stars are out and seem to burn brighter than at home. I know it's because there are fewer lights to take away from their brilliance. But it's almost like they're trying harder, maybe even showing off a little bit, knowing they're more visible in the mountain night sky. And always, always, I'm reminded of an old hymn we used to sing in the congregation where I grew up: The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. The unwearied sun, from day to day, Doth his Creator's power display And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand. Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes