An Ode to the Country Sky

We were out in the middle of the country in Central Texas over Thanksgiving weekend (more on that tomorrow).  Walking around without a flashlight in the middle of a field with a moonless and cloudless sky, my middle son unleashed this beautiful piece of poetry and thanksgiving to God, with that cool little 5-year old lilt in his voice:

"Daddy, we don't have this many stars in Houston, right?"

Enough said.  I'm grateful to a God who creates majestic skies that pulse with His glory (Psalm 19.1).

But that's just me thinking thoughts...