God's hand is always at work, but now and then He reminds us more plainly.

Back in September, after the barbecue at Faith's place, Meg and I went stargazing in a field on the outside of town. We were lying on the roof of her car, freezing to death, and the beauty of it all hit me too strongly to resist. I started quoting.

When I consider the heavens, even the works of Thy fingers, the moon and the stars that Thou hast ordained, what is man that Thou art mindful of Him?

At that moment, a shooting star went across the sky.

This past week, if my life had been a snowglobe, God would have been the one turning it upside down and shaking it. Miracles happen. My plan is to lie back and watch the snow falling.


  1. A beautiful picture and reminder. :)

  2. Clair you have a blog! Glad I found it.

    What a beautiful descriptive post. You made me smile.:)