Moon and Fireflies

Early this morning there was a beautiful full moon.  It was large and that wonderful orange color that it gets sometimes right before it disappears for the night.  I stopped my car to take a picture but I don't have one of those fancy cameras so it didn't turn out.  I have a special fondness for the moon; it's also part of why I like fireflies. 

See, I have Restless Legs Syndrome or Willis-Ekbom Disease.  That's a disorder that causes your legs (in my case) to go crazy if you try to go to bed or even sit still for a movie.  When they get really bad, the only thing that I can do to make it go away is walk.  I do a lot of walking after dark, mostly in the house.  It gets lonely.  Through the years I have made some incredible friends that also have RLS/WED.  We don't see each other very often as we are scattered all across the US but when we have those bad nights, when we end up walking for hours--we know we aren't alone. 

That's how the moon came into the picture.  On those nights when we are up, we feel connected because the same moon is shining over all of us.  Even on cloudy nights, we have that connection.  We know that if any of us are up, we are thinking about the others and wishing them a better night.  I haven't seen some of these friends for a couple of years.  I don't email them or call very often but I know they are there, my brothers and sisters of the moon.

I have a very strong Christian faith.  A lot of people think that means you don't have much imagination or whimsy in your life.  God and magic do not go together.  A Christian faith doesn't lead a person to believe in fairies or dragons or other such fantastic creatures, that is true.  But I think there is believing and believing.  I believe in God and Jesus and heaven.  Can I prove they exist?  No, but I have faith that they do.  I believe--in my heart and in my soul.

But in my imagination I believe in fairies, magic, spell-casters, dragons....So it makes complete sense to think that Mr. Moon is accepting good thoughts from one and sending them on to others.  My imagination makes me a Ya-Ya Princess (another future story) and takes me to magical places.

Life is full of mysteries.  There are things that only God in His infinite wisdom can explain, and I hope one day to hear Him explain them.  There are things that can only be answered by my imagination.  And there are mysteries that fall somewhere in between.  I know who created the moon and fireflies.  So whether He touched them with just a little magic or gave me the imagination to believe in magic, I think God is okay with it.