If you travel the northern part of Norway this winter, you may get arrested by the sight of the Northern Lights dancing across the night sky.
Long ago Vikings believed the Aurora Borealis was the final breath of brave soldiers kicking in the throes of death.
In other myths, the Aurora was a 'Bifrost Bridge,' a shining arch that guided warriors to their final resting place in Valhalla.
Although I descend from Viking stock, I draw my belief system from the Bible.
Psalm 19:1-4 says:
The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge.
They have no speech, they use no words; no sound is heard from them.
Yet their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world.
Two weeks ago, in the parking lot of our grocery store, I watched a rainbow span a threatening, gloomy sky.
Shoulder to shoulder with strangers I gaped as the colors glistened purple, red, yellow and blue and created a sharp demarcation line in the steel grey.
On the way home in my car I pondered how much it is like our Creator to show up in the
form of light prisms during our darkest times.
Has this ever been your experience?
Did twinkling stars remind you he sees you or a bird trilling a song?
During dark nights of our soul human words sometimes fall flat and people’s comfort feel hollow.
Then out of the blue, God’s speechless speech penetrates your weary, restless heart.
Perhaps he paints a spectacular sunset just for you or resurrects a flower you believed dead...
Today, let’s open our eyes and listen to the one who orders the Universe.
What is He saying without words?
May verse 28 in Psalm 18 shimmer across any black landscape you find yourself in, piercing it with color;
Lord,you give light to my lamp, My God brightens the darkness around me, lights up and illuminates my darkness.