Two falling stars... and a cemetery.

Two falling stars and a cemetery, great title huh? Well that sums up my last hour and a half or so pretty succinctly. 

The events of the evening are as follows:

1. Work from 2:30-5:50
2. Prep for my school's amazing traditional Toilet Paper Game for the first home basketball game
3. Threw toilet paper all over the gym :)
4. Watched the game for a bit
5. Went to Bible study, and actually got to participate in the study part rather than be 2 hours late due to classes (I'm not bitter *dripping sarcasm*)
6. As I left, saw the first falling star
7. Drove back to school and stopped at the cemetery across the street
8. Saw the second falling star and had a tearful talk at God... yes another one, and yes in another random location
9. Headed home, but had to drive around a bit to get a good view of the humongous harvest moon that graced the horizon
10. Sat down to blog. After all, I had an awesome title for this one.

Now I sit and wonder about the significance of the stars and my untimely stroll amongst gravestones. Perhaps it means nothing at all. But let me take you there with me for a second. Maybe we will find some meaning together. I promise there are no ghosts or goblins wandering amongst these graves; just a girl, shivering in a rainbow stripped blanket with her iPod playing MercyMe's song Beautiful.


The stars are brilliant in the expanse of deep space, some gaudy while others humbly remain just past the eye's gaze. A breath, once warm in my chest, passes my lips as a cool mist, and another follows it. My shoulders tremble a bit with the chill and arms clasp the blanket's threads as close as skin. And with slow steps I proceed into the resting place of the dead. It's peaceful and silent, the souls below having spent all there words. But my life is not spent, so the words flow seeking seeking an ear to hear their woes and thanks. The dead are deaf, and the stars are too far above me to comprehend. So I look up and listen as the song dancing through my head sings...

"Before you ever took a breath
Long before the world began
Of all the wonders He possessed
There was one more precious
Of all the earth and skys above
You're the one He madly loves
Enough to death."

 http://www.metrolyrics.com/beautiful-lyrics-mercy-me.html

There is the destination of my words, the ears of the one who went to the grave so that I could yell, plead, and complain in one frosty breath, and give him thanks in the next.