Today’s sparks of light are of a different nature than recording the interaction of light waves on an object, three moments from this past weekend that made me smile.
There’s the wonder in a child’s face as he ponders the mysteries of changing colors in striped light bulbs. (Thanks Jeff and Joah and Goshen’s First Friday festivities).
Rebecca with her eye on the speeding soccer players out on the flat, Lily fascinated with Rebecca, and Caitlin with that careful mom's eye, making sure Lily stays gentle in her enthusiasm. (You can't tell from the photo, but Lily is enthusiastically shaking Rebecca's feet, and a moment later reached up to give her a big hug.)
And a common scene from the weekend -- a display with photos of the 90 or so children now at Assembly Mennonite Church, and adults striving to put names to faces, so they can honor one of the Privileges of the Child at Assembly -- to be known by name.
"Instructions for living a life:
Tell about it."
Mary Oliver in "Sometimes"
I've taken on a prayer practice of looking for the moments of light in each day, whether actual or metaphorical, and then writing or posting photos of what I find.