A Shooting Star Moment

We had a situation I’ll call a shooting star moment, I came up with that analogy at 3 in the morning so hopefully when I’m coherent I’ll still think it’s witty and applicable. I’ve always loved shooting stars. A shooting star moment is a moments of sheer brilliance, that seem to come out of nowhere, moments that leave us in awe, and then seem to disappear just as quickly as they arrived.

I’m sure this is just a coincidence, but as we were entering the cemetery to place flowers on my sister-in-laws’ grave. Mason said “Look, it says no dogs allowed.” I had been off in my own world. Had Alan told him that? Had I missed something? I responded still trying to grasp the situation “Yes, yes, you’re right it does say not dogs allowed, smarty pants.” He was thrilled and grinned from ear to ear. I kept thinking how does he know that? He has been learning the words to Hey diddle, diddle. Could this be it? Maybe?
This happened on a Friday, and was shortly dismissed. On Saturday we were leaving our neighborhood, a neighbor was having a yard sale and asked if we had seen any of his yard sale signs. We hadn’t been out yet, so as we approached the corner we took an extra couple of moments to comment that you couldn’t miss the yard sale signs. It was then Mason said “Look, it says Trail Avenue.” He knows his address, but he has never been told that small green street sign identified our street name. It was ever so brief I’ve watched for it since, “the shooting star moment” to reappear, it hasn’t, probably merely coincidences, but my “shooting star moment” non the least, he teaches me how to look at the world differently. I’m so thankful for that.

Children are a heritage of the Lord.