Post bath time, the girls bobbed about on the bed, straining to reach the teasing flecks of gold. Their giggly puffs of breath wafted the stardust about. For in reality it really was nothing more than everyday-bedroom-dust passing by the stream of sunlight peeping through the curtains.
They saw so much mesmerizing beauty in the dust hanging in the air that they wanted to try and catch it and touch it, hold it and keep it. The mystical in this moment was the spell of heaven* over my girls as they bounced and bumped about.
I think their innocent actions speak into the depth of my heart; God gives all things meaning and with him nothing is wasted, not even the specks of dust in the air.
To Him we shine like gold in the air of summer, but best of all we can also reach out and touch God. He is not so unreachable and unattainable as many think. He is ever present and when we finally realise that, we find Him and we will go over the edge of the world to be with Him (or in my girls case, being so intent on getting the dust they dive off the bed!).
We can find him in the everyday bits and bobs of life – even in the catching of dusty air before bedtime. He is there. My prayer is that my girls over time realise it is Him their hearts are seeking.
* An excerpt from Heaven by Randy Alcorn, talking about the Voyage of the Dawn Treader by CS Lewis:
“From his youth, Reepicheep was taught in a poem that one day he would journey to the far east and find what he’d always longed for:
Where the sky and water meet,
Where the waves grow sweet,
Doubt not, Reepicheep,
To find is all you seek,
There is the utter East.
After reciting the poem to his shipmates, Reepicheep says: “I do not know what it means. But the spell of it has been on me all my life.”
Earlier in the voyage, Reepicheep has expressed his utter abandonment to the cause of seeking Aslan’s country: “While I can sail, I will sail East in the Dawn Treader. When she fails me I will paddle East in my coracle. When she sinks I will swim East with my four paws, and when I can swim no longer, if I have not reached Aslan’s country, or shot over the edge of the world in some vast cataract, I shall sink with my nose to the sunrise.”
We can identify with Reepicheep’s glorious quest, because the spell of Heaven has been on us all our lives, even if we have sometimes confused it with lesser desires.”