Last night we saw our first fireflies of summer. The kids were inside getting ready for bed, and I was chilling outside. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a light flash, and I turned to see little flickers of light all across our lawn.
I ran inside and called for David and the kids to come out. I didn’t tell them why, I just told them to sit on the porch and look out at the grass. Within 30 seconds they were all pointing and shouting. After two or three minutes of just taking it all in, they got up and started catching the fireflies and watching them light up in their hands.
When it got too dark to see anything but the glow, the kids went to bed, praying and thanking Jesus for “sending the fireflies again.”
David and I stayed outside, watching the lightning bugs and listening to the sounds of summer evenings in the South. Romans 1:20 tells us, “For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.” To me, fireflies show us a playful, gentle aspect of his nature. There is something so awesome about the fact that he created a little bug that lights up the summer nights.
As I sat there watching them, I couldn’t help but smile, and feel an overwhelming sense of peace. Regardless of what happens, no matter what comes my way, I know that I serve the God of the lightning bugs. He created me, called me, redeemed me, and knows me.
Last night, James 1:17 never seemed more real, “Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning.”
Have an excellent day, and I’ll see you tomorrow!